...Friday was the anniversary of Ivy coming home for the first time.

She wasn't quite sure what to make of the place, but the food was good and plentiful.

But there were places to hide if she felt the need,

Comfy spots upon which to sit

or nap.

There was a sunpuddle 'neath a ceiling fan.

And even though she had to suffer a few indignities, and put up with a grumpy, semi-aggressive roommate

she always held her own. She did what she wanted and earned the respect of everyone in the house and the love of the two humans.

HeeHee!
And sometimes it was almost like they got along...

We only had Ivy around for a few years, but her influence at ChezRanger is still felt. She was a good, good cat.

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