There beneath the blue suburban skies

I am so thankful for the hard work and love that my family put in to try and help Penny these last few weeks, but it's hard for me to know she's gone because I never saw her when she was sick. Sundae has been the cat who seemed to be having problems as she'd gotten older, but Penny always seemed fine and I never worried about her. I'm sad that I didn't get to say goodbye. Ben and I might adopt a couple of kittens this week. There are some real cute little ones at a nearby animal shelter that we've really connected with. Some of the kittens were a little sick and so we had to wait till they were better, so we've been dealing with them for about a month. It suddenly feels strange to be adopting a new cat when Penny has just died. I'll never forget her though. We adopted her when my friend Meggie's cat had kittens, and when we got to their house to see her we couldn't believe she looked so much like Sundae! She had a sweet, cute meow. As skinny as she was, she was very food-oriented and would always meow to be fed first thing in the morning, as soon as she saw anyone downstairs but Dad. She knew Dad was not the one in charge of feeding the cats so she didn't bother him. Penny loved the smell of tomato sauce and always came around if Mom was cooking anything with tomatoes. She also liked to eat popcorn. She had the stinkiest farts of any cat I've known. Sometimes she'd let them go while sitting on the couch watching TV with you; Penny liked to watch TV. She was very sensitive and sometimes even petting her seemed to be too much; she was comfortable though just sitting near you, and you could hear her purr.

Here are some pictures I found on my phone:

Penny always loved the holidays.


She was such a sweet kitty.