South Texas Shooters (Photography That Is!)

Hello all,
I hope that the weekend is treating you well so far? As I sit at the house thinking of something different to do, I have been thinking of lost friends and family. I guess with the passing of my Aunt in July and the reopening of doors to other members of my family since that I have been thinking. As you all who come by and visit this blog know I have cats as companion’s.
I have been thinking of my first fur friend since settling in Texas, Mr Bronx. Back in January I parted with him when cancer was found in his lungs. This was the right thing to do for a good friend who never asked me for much except some food, water and my companionship. Funny thing he never asked for anything except in such a quiet and dignified way to be loved and respected. I tried to to that, sometimes I failed, most times I did it right. He came to share my life in 1995 during my birthday, he name came about because I saw a Bronx Bus map on an end table and being from NYC it seems the right name for him. We grew together from a small apartment on the south side of San Antonio to the house I am in now. He met me at the door each day, or stood in the window each night I returned from the bus yard. The only thing he ever wanted from me was to step outside and sniff the air and eat some grass, he always came back, always giving the place we shared a state of grace.
I have been thinking of him and the other companion’s I have shared my life with, Ms Brooklyn, Cibolo and her kittens Ms Marion and Blacky. I am still graced by 3 of Cibolo’s kittens, Seguin, Connie and Miss Selma (you have seen their photos here).
But for some reason today my mind flashes back to Mr Bronx, I want to celebrate his life and what his life has done for mine. It may sound crazy to celebrate a cat’s life, but then what around us is not a little crazy, so indulge me for this entry and let us celebrate his life and all the lives of family, friends, pets and companion’s who we have lost today. I do not have photos of all the family I have lost thru the years and will have to did out some Cd’s to find the photos of my companion’s who are lost (that be a later time and later entry). I just wanted to share a few photos of my friend Mr Bronx who stayed with me for a long time, we came together in October of 1995 and departed our friendship in January of 2009. I hear a story of a “Rainbow Bridge” where old friends meet and play together in God’s Garden, a place where I can share my friend Mr Bronx with my grandma, mom, grandpa, Aunt Rachel, Aunt Lucy and Uncle Pete. The place we someday will share stories and hugs with all that have passed on.
Of the hundreds of photos some film, some digital I would like to share the following with you my family, friends and whom ever. I am getting softer in the heart as the years pass under my feet and before my eye’s, I am not sorry for it but rejoice in it that I can share life with you. I just wanted to share this life moment with someone, thanks for taking a moment to share life with me! Love, Peter

Mr Bronx always there, always a friend.

Always willing to pose, he grew up with a camera in his face.

Our last day together, I think he knew!

Two old friends say so long for now. RIP Mr Bronx