R.I.P. Big Boy
A little while back I mentioned that we had a cat nicknamed Big Boy. Unfortunately, Orion passed away yesterday. He was 15. My husband and I got him from the Greenville Humane Society right after we got married. We had already gotten a stray kitten named Athena, and we wanted to have two kittens at the same time. So the two of us drove up to the Humane Society and picked him out. He was in a cage all by himself, and unlike the extremely loud kitten in the cage next to him, he sat there very quietly. He reminded me of my cat growing up because he was all white with a black tail. My cat Garfield was the same, except he had three black spots on his head and three on his side along with the black tail. People always commented about how his tail didn’t match the rest of his body, and this was just one part of his charm. I would say it was as if God went to a Pull a Part auto shop when He made him. Continue reading



