The Top 10 Things I Loved About Freckles...

1. She was the only cat I'd ever known who could give you a hi-five! (and a bite in the same moment)
2. Tim no longer looks under the bed, underneath the night stand, or even down the stairs for his glasses in the morning. Freckles used to "hide" them in the middle of the night. 3. Trimming her nails, and giving her baths. She loathed these two things, however, the laughs that Tim and I shared whenever she would start to viciously growl and make other loud from the gut noises...oh so worth it. 4. The coveted times she would actually curl up in our lap, or...on Tim's legs. 5. Her curiousity. It never seized to amaze us. Whether it got her stuck in a tree (2x!), up on the roof more times than I want to remember, or just hiding in the corner of our top shelf in the kitchen cupboards above the refrigerator. You never knew where she was going to be, or what she was up to. Never. 6. Her personality. She could be a snob on the flip of a dime, and act as if she's never seen you in her life. Or, she could play it up so good, that you feel bad for leaving her alone, and not rewarding her with a treat of canned food. Yum. Canned food was her favorite. 7. Car rides. She loved to go on car rides, and visit me at work. She loved sleeping in the car with Tim, on the rare occasion he actually "slept" in the car. Long story for another time... 8. I loved that Freckles loved Tim more than me. Seriously, she did! But, I loved it. She was adored by her "master", and she adored him just as much. I loved that she was jealous of me when I moved in after we got married. It was so cute. 9. I loved that she had anyone and everyone she'd ever lived around wrapped around her little paw. Her favorite neighbor, Ivan King, was adored by her. She followed him everywhere, and even convinced him that it was allright to let her sleep inside--in their bed of all places when it was raining outside. The lady down the street called for her everytime she went walking by...and Freckles adoringly came if she was in ears shot. Did I mention she even had the adacity to wake Ivan up every morning (whether in or out) at 5am begging for some food? 10. Her name. I thought up her name, because of her beautiful markings. Tim and I still think it's the coolest cat name. But only for her. The first apartment we lived in, there was an adorable Latino girl (5 years old or so) and she would always call her "Frinkles". *smile*