| In or around 1990, Dale's brother-in-law discovered a litter of three very young, mother-less kittens in the woods. Two kittens were adopted-out and found homes; one kitten was kept and became Dale's pet. This orphaned, loveable cat was named Sheba. | |
| Sheba often
slept at the bottom of Dale's bed; enjoyed staring out the window at the
snow falling or the birds eating; enjoyed following and playing with
"sparky" —a laser pointer; loved to be brushed; and loved to
go outdoors in her enclosed cat pen.
She hated loud noises: a thunderstorm, a firecracker, and the monthly nuclear power plant test siren sent her running and hiding, and she sure had panther-like quickness. Sheba and her memory live on, forever. |
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"If you have men who will exclude any of God's creatures from the shelter of compassion and pity, you will have men who will deal likewise with their fellow men." —St. Francis of Assisi |
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