We had to put my cat Shelly to sleep today. Lived to 23 years old. I drew this yesterday for her as she sat in my lap. When she was younger she used to steal garden gloves from the neighbors and bring them to our house.
A quick sketch of the first day I met Shelly when I was 6. The way I remember it, I was sitting at the dining table thinking about how much I wanted a cat, when we heard her meows at the back door.
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