The passing of the wise one

A good friend of mine died last week. Reilly Jo Reilly died Monday, April 13, after complications from a possible blood clot. He would have been 11 next month.

Reilly was Mom's first son, my half brother. He went by many names. You might have known him as:

• Roo Kaboo
• Rooley
• Buddah
• Joyce
• Morbidly Obese

Nevertheless, Riley taught me about my Mom when I was just a wee pup. Here are some photos.

This is Riley kicking me in the face.
This is me saying, "hey, quit kicking me in the face."

Reilly was a friendly sight when I returned to the wooded home. He was the most peaceful and loving cat I've ever known. I only wish I could be that open. He feared nothing because he believed everyone loved him--and they did.

I liked to hiss at Riley because he was bigger than I could make myself look. No one intimidates Blue Steel.

He was the mascot of Lacey's Landing barn. He was black and white and loved all over.

--Jazpurr and Meg