Thursday, September 24, 2009
And yes, I know my Latin's probably wrong. You get the idea, though!
One of the reasons we fell in love with our house when we were house-shopping was the kitty mailbox out front, a yellow-and-brown striped tabby. (The former owner was nicknamed "Cat" but owned three dogs. Go figure.) The mailbox was perfect for us, and also served as a great landmark for guests trying to find our house. Over the years, though, the old mailbox faded and splintered. Recently, its tail broke off. So we decided to see if we could get another one.
An internet search turned up a company that will hand-paint a mailbox to look like your cat if you send them photos. So we sent them photos of the elegant Figaro, above.
And here's the mailbox, which arrived today. Naturally, it's a lot fatter than Figgy, because mailboxes aren't that long and skinny. But we're delighted with it, and especially with the metal whiskers. I couldn't stop smiling when I pulled into the driveway and saw it for the first time.
Rest in peace, old mailbox. Welcome, new mailbox!