My husband and I said farewell to one of our cats last month. 14 years ago, a young, weary, ill, battered, yet feisty little cat ordered us to adopt her. We will miss her clarion call, her incredibly mink-soft gray fur, her tip of the tailflip, and her imperious attitude. So many street cats need folks like us, actually husbands like mine, to care for and adopt them. So, I cast a small votive St. Francis figure I found, added a bit of paint and some thread, string, trinkets, bells, beads, etc. They will be placed anywhere some cats are waiting to be cared for.