Tributes
March 2017 - February 2024
Mabel
Light a Candle for Mabel
About Mabel
Lionhead
Burlington, VT
Strawberry
Being brushed, dashing in happy circles
She came for parsley, knew her name, and would stand up on her back legs on command, mostly for parsley-related reasons.
Any tricks or words they knew?
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The sound of the smoke alarm, being rushed, and any grooming session she judged to be too short.
Was there anything they really disliked?
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Morning greens, a burst of binkies across the living room, a long grooming session she demanded daily, an afternoon nap, and an evening in a warm lap.
Did you have a little ritual together?
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She did a happy little circle and then nudged my ankle with her nose, which meant it was now, surely, time for parsley.
How did they greet you when you came home?
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In a basket by the wood stove in winter, a small golden puff radiating contentment.
Where did they love to sleep or curl up?
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Her mane gave her the look of a tiny indignant lion, and she knew it, holding court on the rug as though expecting to be admired.
What were their funny habits or quirks?
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She was an unwanted Easter present the family could not keep by summer. I said I would foster her until she found a home. She found one. It was mine.
How they came into your life?
She came for parsley, knew her name, and would stand up on her back legs on command, mostly for parsley-related reasons.
Any tricks or words they knew?
-----
The sound of the smoke alarm, being rushed, and any grooming session she judged to be too short.
Was there anything they really disliked?
-----
Morning greens, a burst of binkies across the living room, a long grooming session she demanded daily, an afternoon nap, and an evening in a warm lap.
Did they have a daily routine?
-----
She did a happy little circle and then nudged my ankle with her nose, which meant it was now, surely, time for parsley.
How did they greet you when you came home?
-----
In a basket by the wood stove in winter, a small golden puff radiating contentment.
Where did they love to sleep or curl up?
-----
Her mane gave her the look of a tiny indignant lion, and she knew it, holding court on the rug as though expecting to be admired.
What were their funny habits or quirks?
-----
She was an unwanted Easter present the family could not keep by summer. I said I would foster her until she found a home. She found one. It was mine.
How they came into your life?
Mischievous
Sweet
Fluffy
About Mabel
She came for parsley, knew her name, and would stand up on her back legs on command, mostly for parsley-related reasons.
Any tricks or words they knew?
-----
The sound of the smoke alarm, being rushed, and any grooming session she judged to be too short.
Was there anything they really disliked?
-----
Morning greens, a burst of binkies across the living room, a long grooming session she demanded daily, an afternoon nap, and an evening in a warm lap.
Did they have a daily routine?
-----
She did a happy little circle and then nudged my ankle with her nose, which meant it was now, surely, time for parsley.
How did they greet you when you came home?
-----
In a basket by the wood stove in winter, a small golden puff radiating contentment.
Where did they love to sleep or curl up?
-----
Her mane gave her the look of a tiny indignant lion, and she knew it, holding court on the rug as though expecting to be admired.
What were their funny habits or quirks?
-----
She was an unwanted Easter present the family could not keep by summer. I said I would foster her until she found a home. She found one. It was mine.
How they came into your life?