Two days ago (June 6) Sparky Tabasco celebrated her first birthday! This milestone is significant because when I found Sparky, she was a 3-week-old orphan. Had my sister and I not heard her cries of distress, Sparky would have died. It's a testament to her indomitable spirit and will to survive that she kept up her cries until we discovered her in a barn atop a stack of hay bales.
I thought you would enjoy a picture esssay chronicling Sparky's first year of life. Some of the pictures you've already seen, but many of them will be new to you. Let's start with a series of pictures taken during the first few days after I adopted Sparky.
Typepad is being recalcitrant and won't let me caption the above picture. The caption should read: 2 months old. Sparky sleeping on a freshly laundered dog blanket.
The next series of pictures depict Sparky playing peek-a-boo. She does that often, giving me many opportunities to get some really cute pictures of her peering around objects, thinking she's invisible.
Are you still with me? Can you handle a few more pictures? The next set includes miscellaneous shots taken at random, including another of my favorites: Sparky playing fetch with a wadded up ball of paper. No matter where she is in the house, when she hears me wad up a piece of paper, she comes running.
And that's the end of this essay in pictures. These photos represent only a small portion of Sparky's life, and I have hundreds more pictures of her, so be glad this post isn't longer! Sparky wants to thank the Word Wenches and all her fans for making her first year a memorable one. She's one very lucky kitty!