First, Sam asked about Loki.  He's a spitz.  Has a thick, double coat
like an eskimo dog...impervious to the cold...kind of a mess right now
because I've chopped off some of his ruff so his bark collar will
work, and some of his back end so he doesn't run around with
dingleberries. :)  He needs to have all that winter coat brshed out.
I put up a photo of what he looks like on a good fur day....
www.flickr.com/photos/trufflecat/

Wanted to thank everyone for their sympathy and kind words for my
Punker's crossing.
I've spent some time with my memories and these are a couple things I
wrote about my sweet baby girl....  Andy, I hope you're doing ok???

Last Days
She sits in the window
facing the gentle spring sun,
breezes ruffling her
grey and white fur,
a pink nose pointing up,
sniffing, smelling things
I can't imagine.
Clear, intelligent eyes
look at me as I
speak softly
until my voice breaks,
then she rubs her cheek
against my hand.

Wild Girl
She came to us at six months.
Biting through my thumb
I was on antibiotics
for two weeks.
At eight months, she dragged home
a gopher from the field
as big as she was...
Maybe it was a fight to the death,
perhaps she found it,
either way she claimed it
as her own with
fierce kitty growls.

PatM