I lost another cat last night. Kat was at least 18, so she had a long and happy life. She also went easily. She fell asleep behind the couch and didn't wake up.
She had wandered down to the end of the dirt road where I grew up back in 1991 or so. My mom was so mad at me for feeding Kat because she decided she liked it there and stayed. My mom likes to garden, but she doesn't like to garden in kitty litter. Anyway, Kat was one of the sweetest, most accommodating cats in the world (as you can see from the picture I posted). She will be missed.
