The More Pets The Merrier

For those of you who knew Pam: Duh.

For those who didn't: This is her natural, happiest state: surrounded by pets. Yes, yes, yes, she loved people, but her bond with pets was just incredibly deep.

When I met her she had two cats: Carmen and Little. 22 years later when we moved from Ohio to Oregon we took two old cats, two one-year old kittens, and two 13-year old dogs. Yes, that's six pets.

Since a picture is worth a thousand words, here are several photos:

Pam with Ed the cat, Grace, and Gus

Pam with Bugsy, her office mate

Napping with Bugsy and Grace


A lap full of kittens

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