A cat, some flowers and some shade

Looks just like the cat we adopted from the son, a pastor of a church up Boston way, of our elderly neighbor after she passed away. One night, decades ago, this pastor knocked on our door so we invited him in. He was holding his mother’s cat and asked, “would you consider adopting my mother’s cat? Otherwise I’m going to have it gassed(from a pastor – just unbelievable). Without hesitation I grabbed the cat from him and said, “welcome to your new home.” “Garfield”(we re-named him) enjoyed his remaining years living in our home.