And back in her favorite pose:
That was the happy news.
The very sad news is that a couple of nights ago Cottonball got attacked by a raccoon and was mauled so badly that we had to put her out of her misery. I'll spare you the details, but I know what happened because I saw it... ON OUR DECK! The 'coon unfortunately got away. It hadn't acted sick or anything - it had been getting a drink out of the birdbath just a while earlier - and the way it ran off when Grandpa went after it, it didn't seem like it would've been rabid. So I did a little googling to see if raccoons actually do kill cats... and I found, much to my surprise, that they DO! They will eat anything. So now I have one more predator to worry about with my cats. Aargh.
And poor little Cottonball. So awful. So sad.
Here's my last photo of her, taken before we left for Cincinnati. She was peeking in the garage door, hoping I'd let her in.
Well, I can't leave you with that. So here's one more photo to brighten your day back up. My beautiful Autumn, in all her kitty glory. :)
Of course, now I'll be forever worried about her...... But hopefully she'll grow up to be as savvy and smart and long-lived as her mama is.