Obituaries

Daisy came to me as a fluffy in-your-face kitten who wanted all the crunchy snacks. It took months of training to keep her out of my lap every time I ate. She grew up with her two older brothers, Clover and Jack, and was the cool cat, able to get along with both. Daisy had a brief and glorious time as an only cat, where she learned to play fetch with a little doll. Her sister Punkin came along too soon, and she had to wait patiently for mom's attention thereafter. I'm glad to have spent almost 20 years with her constant presence, her sweet temperament, and the grouchiest meow.