Tuesday, February 17, 2009

In Memorium


Our cat--sprawled out in a sunny spot on a winter day.
He was big. He was playfully wild or wildly playful in his youth. He was slow and cranky in his dotage.
He had tons of personality--most of it bad. He ruled our house and we loved him beyond all reason.
He left for cat heaven, 09/04/2005, and we miss him still. There can never be another.

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