Returning from the AT last winter, the idea of signing a lease, or even making a ‘permanent’ home seemed impossible. Having work obligations around Seattle, we found a grand solution – house sitting. I love it – it’s like getting to see a portrait of people’s lives, the way the envision themselves – expressed through funky or nostalgic tchotchkes, beautiful and/or totally inappropriate furniture, wild book collections, pleasing artistic arrangements and collections, and most interesting of all – beloved pets.
Since January we have house sat for over 14 residences. Here are (just a few) of the cats I have loved:

Shoehorn – communicates loud and proud. He lives amongst the most beautiful antique furnishings and sleeps on the dining room table, aloft a home-knit blanket. He sees ghosts, but fears only the taxidermic bear rug in the bedroom.

Pooshie – believes that the time you spend in bed is the time you have set aside just for for loving him.

This family forgot to tell us the name of their delightful, drooly cat. However it’s affectionate and demanding nature and tabby colors reminded Groucho of his grandma’s cat. So we named her Thor.

Cortez – an au natural beauty. Her independent spirit seizes every day (and night) as she goes in and out and in and out and in and out at will.
Cute! Lucky is offended to be left off the list, but believe me, I understand your decision.
Mom
Ha! Lucky gets enough love!! (but really it’s that the only picture I have of lucky is when dad was brushing his teeth, which frankly seemed a little undignified.)
Sara! I love your tribute to cats 🙂 OMG the pic of Friskie with you playing the violin is so sweet. I miss my two little buddies so much…they passed 2 years ago now.