Lester
A donation was made in memory of Lester on May 05, 2015.
LESTER: Sometime in 2006 --July 12, 2014
Lester just showed up one day. He was hungry and not too terribly friendly. But food, and food on a regular basis, changed all that. Slowly he began to accept us and came into the house where he soon discovered the couch, bed, chairs, and every other soft place. Lester took over and we were only too happy to let him do so. He also like being outdoors and in the evening he wanted out so he could patrol his territory, our property. His patrol never took long and once it was complete, well before dark, he returned to his bed. His bed was fleece lined with a heat light for warmth during winter months.
Given his cushy winter accommodations, I always suspected Lester thought he was in Miami Beach for the winter. He loved his bed and when the raccoons came into the carport for their overnight raid of his food, Lester mostly ignored them. If they came too close to his domain, he slapped them and they quickly retreated. Lester was a loving, funny cat and like his namesake, Les Stroud of the TV program Survivor Man, he was fearless and adventurous. Lester followed us around the year, always greeted us in his cat language, and was a joy to have for the eight plus years he shared with us. He is now in his grave on the property he loved and took such good care of, in his little coffin, with a marker to memorialize his presence. We do miss him greatly.
Lester’s loyal friend, Yellow Cat, another stray cat, who wandered into our life and Lester allowed to stay, had lain in Lester’s spot on the porch for two days after his death. His eyes never left the back door as he awaited Lester to come so they could be together. Yellow Cat has remained with us for his daily feedings. He comes and goes to where we have no idea. He has become more friendly and loving as the days go by. Lester he isn’t, but truly Lester’s best friend, who visits regularly and fills the emptiness left in Lester’s absence.
Kenneth T.
Lester just showed up one day. He was hungry and not too terribly friendly. But food, and food on a regular basis, changed all that. Slowly he began to accept us and came into the house where he soon discovered the couch, bed, chairs, and every other soft place. Lester took over and we were only too happy to let him do so. He also like being outdoors and in the evening he wanted out so he could patrol his territory, our property. His patrol never took long and once it was complete, well before dark, he returned to his bed. His bed was fleece lined with a heat light for warmth during winter months.
Given his cushy winter accommodations, I always suspected Lester thought he was in Miami Beach for the winter. He loved his bed and when the raccoons came into the carport for their overnight raid of his food, Lester mostly ignored them. If they came too close to his domain, he slapped them and they quickly retreated. Lester was a loving, funny cat and like his namesake, Les Stroud of the TV program Survivor Man, he was fearless and adventurous. Lester followed us around the year, always greeted us in his cat language, and was a joy to have for the eight plus years he shared with us. He is now in his grave on the property he loved and took such good care of, in his little coffin, with a marker to memorialize his presence. We do miss him greatly.
Lester’s loyal friend, Yellow Cat, another stray cat, who wandered into our life and Lester allowed to stay, had lain in Lester’s spot on the porch for two days after his death. His eyes never left the back door as he awaited Lester to come so they could be together. Yellow Cat has remained with us for his daily feedings. He comes and goes to where we have no idea. He has become more friendly and loving as the days go by. Lester he isn’t, but truly Lester’s best friend, who visits regularly and fills the emptiness left in Lester’s absence.
Kenneth T.
