There is a great story that goes with how we ended up with Dixie. Michaela and I were visiting a friend and we wanted to go to the animal shelter to look for a dog...Michaela had already decided to name this dog Dixie. So on our way to the shelter we were prayer for God to show us the dog that would be perfect for our family.
When we got to the shelter we discovered that it was closed, there was another woman there who had found a kitten at the dump and was dropping her off...the rest is as they say history...
We decided that God must have wanted us to have a Dixie cat instead of a Dixie dog. Ron was so happy when he came home from work to see this scared little kitty (Ron was a cat person...I'm the dog person).
We all loved her so much, she was the typical aloof, snobby cat...I seen a magnet that says "dogs have owners and cats have staff" this is what Dixie was like. She was a sweet cat...but she came to you to be pet...not the other way around. She knew that this was her house and she over looked everyone who came in by sitting on the railing overlooking the front door.
What makes me the most sad is she was Ron's cat, it is like losing another piece of Ron. We have such great memories of her with Ron...of course no pictures to show you.
We will miss her so much, I'm not sure I would get another cat...who are we kidding I know I will but I'm sure it will be a while.
One day I was in the kitchen and turned and seen her just sitting in the sink...like it was perfectly normal!
Last Christmas once again I was in the kitchen and she had climbed into my shelves...not sure why she went there but I think it had to do with the little fish tank on the bottom left of the picture.
