We miss you, Guinness
Cousin Guinness went on a six-week adventure around his neighborhood, only to turn up just a week ago after worrying his parents a lot. He's our resident adventure kitty, but the outdoors was hard even on this strongest of sturdy furchildren, and his nine lives ran out at the tender age of 2 today.
Auntie Tiff is right -- he is a stupendous badass. I forgave him for looking a lot like my sister Kadi, because otherwise he was one bitchin' tomcat. Just like my Unca Tom, his daddy. ;)
For those of you who've been around awhile, here's my cousin's webpage, but even he got too cool to blog, because there were four-legged critters to be chased and two-legged creatures to be showered with love.
It was always his dream to take over the world and form an army of four-pawed wonders to turn every biped on earth into a personal servant. Guinness, your dream lives on in all of us, and we shall honor your memory, one victory at a time,
I hope the cloud you're lounging on contains an endless supply of treats, and may you always be lying in a beam of sunlight. We know you wouldn't have it any other way.
2 Comments:
I'm sorry to hear about your cousin Guinness. So young too. At least he'll have a lot to keep himself busy at the Bridge.
I'm sure there is plenty of catnip in the clouds. :)
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