Loki was my most loving kitten and loved to be held and rocked like a baby. He was Tristan's brother and was born with Lukemia. Loki truly lived up to his name and got into all kinds of mischief. He even managed to break 6 out of 7 glass vases trying to play with the popori inside. He loved visitors and was my main door greater, reaching the door even before Pepper. His brother Tristan was lucky in that he was apparently one of the rare cats born with an imunity to Lukemia. Their mother had it.
I appreciate the points, but they are not necessary as I have passed over the Rainbow bridge and Mommy doesn't want me in Thunderdome. via Cute as Hell 1 year ago
Loki made it to 8 months old before his kidnies failed and I lost him to the Lukemia in January 2004. His picture was taken when he was 5 months old. He was small for his age because of the Lukemia. Since I passed over the bridge I have blessed my Aunt's yard by making the grass grow in the shape of a heart (which matches the heart on my shoulder) right over my burial spot. Mommy lived in an apartment when I passed and got my Aunt to bury me in her yard so I blessed her for her kindness to Mommy.