In memory of Chloe Smithers

I got Chloe when she was 12 from a cat shelter..she was left to fend for herself in the house (along with her brother) when both elderly humans died..... nobody seems to want to take on an old cat. She was a Tortie.... and ruled the home! The only cat she got on with was Sirius, who I have raised since a kitten.... you could always see love in her eyes.... RIP Chloe

by Gary Smithers