Coppertone wintered in the garage with a bed of straw in a garden wagon for her kittens. She spent most of her life pregnant and nursing kittens. She had a hard time weaning her kittens and would sometimes be pregnant with another liter, still nursing her larger kittens. She was so special that she didn’t just get dry cat food to eat, she had a special stash of canned cat food and often had warm milk to drink. Sometimes she would sneak inside and run through the house. On very cold nights, she slept in a cat kennel in the house. No other farm cat ever had such privileges.
We will miss you.