March '95, in the Carriage House, Athens, GA. Sophie on David's lap.
November '01, in Liberty House 304, Birmingham, AL. Spooky and Sophie.
March '95, in the Carriage House, Athens, GA. Sophie with David, Matthew, and Poppy.
Date uncertain (August '97-August '01), Liberty House 303, Birmingham. Sophie's about 12 feet above the floor here. It was a favourite spot to lurk.
I think this was 1997. Sophie asleep in a window at the Carriage House. Lousy photo, but she loved sleeping in that window, so I wanted to use it.
Sometime Summer '94. Not long after I moved from B'ham to the Carriage House. There was this big patch of wild violets out front that Sophie loved to sleep in.
Again, date uncertain. Likely '95. In the Carriage House, Sophie was convinced the toilet was her personal drinking fountain.
Late in '98 or sometime in '99. I'm there in background. Liberty House 303. Photo by Rachelle Perin.
November '98 (I think). Liberty House 303. Sophie loved to sleep in half-packed (or half unpacked) suitcases.
March '03. Kirkwood, Atlanta, GA.
Sometime in '98. Liberty House 303. Sophie and Peruvian lilies.
?Spring '00, Liberty House 303. Sophie loved sleeping in (and eating) corn-starch and styrofoam peanuts. She could not be disuaded, but never seemed to suffer ill effects.
Late spring '03. Kirkwood. She loved that old gardening bench.
20 December 2005. Candler Park. Grumpy face.
December 2004. Candler Park. Sophie snoozing on the alpaca throw that Spooky's mom sent me for Solstice.
27 October 2005. Sophie sleeping in Spooky's sewing room.
5 November 2005. Freedom Park. Me napping while Sophie stands guard.
16 October 2005. In Spooky's sewing room, Sophie employing an antique photo album as a pillow.
I do want to say thank you, very sincerely thank you, to everyone who's offered herhisit's condolences today. And thanks to Jada and Bill and Poppy and Katharine. And thanks, too, to Dr. Rachel Mathes, Sophie's vet at Pets Are People, Too (Ansley Park) and to Paws, Whiskers, and Wags (Decatur), the crematorium which took care of Sophie's remains. You have all helped so much. Thank you.
I feel like there are so many things I ought to say. But if I got started, I'd never frelling stop. Like, I want to talk about how, the last few months, she developed a distinctive love of music, especially Moby, This Mortal Coil, Legendary Pink Dots, and the Cocteau Twins. Or her days as a mighty huntress. Or her habit of flipping pages in books to get our attention. But I'd be here forever, and I'd get maudlin, and I will not do that. I think Spooky's going to post more photos in her LJ (humglum) a little later on. I need to rest now.