Remembering Pica and Elite...

Jude posted a picture of  'Was' sitting on a carpet today and it brought back lots of memories for me of the days when I had Pica and Elite, my 2 best companions. Their mom was Callie, a calico cat that belonged to my sister and brother-in-law. This was in the mid 1970s when I had just moved from NY to TX. I was staying at my sister's house until my furniture arrived. My brother-in-law was a writer and was typing on his typewriter when I was trying to think of a name for my 2 new family members. Pica and Elite seemed appropriate. Elite is the all gray one. She was afraid of everything, except me, of course. When company arrived, Elite was nowhere to me found. Pica, on the other hand, was very friendly, outgoing, and always wanted to be the center of attention. As I said on Jude's blog, Elite would come and sit on my lap, look straight into my eyes and 'talk to me' in short little chirping like sounds.  She was trying so hard to tell me things that I could not understand. When we finished our little conversation, she would just curl up on my lap and go to sleep. Wouldn't it be wonderful if we could read the minds of our pets. I still miss them even though it's been about 17 years since they're gone. They both lived to the ripe old age of 18.

I love that reading other people's blogs brings back so many good memories. Here are a few very old photos. Click on the photo for a closer view.

looking out a 2nd story window

Elite at her best

Memories of Grandma...

I have lots of things around my house that were made by my grandmother (mother's mother). She taught me to crochet, knit, embroider, cook, etc. She didn't read or write english so she designed all her own patterns. I have used lots of the thread and yarn she left behind on shawls, doilies, tatting, etc. I was going through some dresser drawers the other day and came across this little outfit she knitted when I was close to 3 years old. I went through some photo albums to see if I could find pictures of me wearing it and sure enough, I did. I guess my mom couldn't get me to wear the hat. It is in excellent condition and it was suggested to me that I give it to a museum. It was made in 1944. Thought I would share some photos with you. Click on the photo for a close-up view.

grandma knitting, of course

crochet table runner that I framed and hangs over a narrow window

skirt, sweater and hat

pictures of me wearing the outfit
mom is pregnant with my sister in picture