My sister had to put her sweet cat of fourteen years to sleep yesterday. I’m not being biased when I say he was the sweetest cat I’ve ever know. I don’t even say that about my own cats. It’s so hard to lose a pet, especially when you have to make the decision about what time is best for them. Mr. Miles Smiles…you’ll be dearly missed by the entire family.
My second-favorite cat, behind my beloved Esme, is my sister’s cat Miles. I like to call him Miles-Smiles. What I love about him is that he just sits and stares at you while you snap his photo; he isn’t a blur like Esme. (But I guess he is about 12 years older than her.) Should I have posted a more traditional head-on shot, or do you like this unique crop?
Photographic Rhodes 