Farewell to Doodles
Almost 16 years ago to the day, we adopted our beloved orange and white tabby, who has now departed hopefully to greener, catnip scented pastures. A close friend and former Cambridge Associates colleague, Dorr Begnal, knew of my dog with a bone obsession for having an orange cat. On an early day April in 2005, less than a year after we had moved to Hingham, he alerted me that one was available. A close friend of his had had a kitten dumped unceremoniously in a basket on his front porch in Somerville! I rushed out with Perry and Janie to take a look, and there this kitten was serenely purring and sleeping, just waiting to be rescued. We whisked him away, and that was the start of 16 years of joy.
Christened Flame on the veterinary records, you were more familiarly known as Doodles although Floppy was my special nickname for you. From almost the very beginning of your life at 659 Main Street, you always let your beloved Janie carry you around the house
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