From: Donna Banta
Subject: Katy Banta, 1998-2011
|With Emily -- 1998|
For the 4,786 days our Katy graced this planet, she was forever cheerful, full of love, always up for a good game of tug-of-war, on non-stop squirrel patrol, and never stooped to being intimidated by something so insignificant as a cat.
|With Emily and Marky on our front porch in Dallas, TX -- 2000|
Katy helped us move from Texas to California, and offered steady friendship during that stressful transition. Later, she gamely accompanied us on a cross-country road trip, and left her own imprint on America. (Most memorably when she squatted to poop in front of the doorman at The Drake Hotel in Chicago.) She was on hand for every holiday and party, full of merriment and pointed demands for people food. Best of all, when we came home she was there to greet us with a hyper enthusiasm that never faltered -- whether we'd been gone for ten days or for only ten minutes.
|At an Ex-Mormon party at our house in|
San Francisco --2010
|With Mark on Stinson Beach -- 2010|