September 19, 2004
Pumpkin
Pumpkin, Dolly Smith’s cat, was our cat’s best friend. She’d frequently sit somewhere on the lawn and look at our house, waiting for Skunk to join her. Skunk displayed little interest, but I’d always open the door and let him out. He would then stretch, lie on the deck, lick his paws, gaze at the sky, or occasionally run off with Pumpkin.
Skunk died in our house two years ago while we were in Hawaii, but Pumpkin still appears in our yard looking for her buddy to come out and play.