Saturday, October 30, 2004

For I will consider my cat Henry

For my cat died last night, curled up in front of the fireplace.
For he was 14 years old.
For I had had him since he was born, the only surviving kitten from a litter of five.
For he started out in Memphis, moved to Indiana (3 houses), moved to Arkansas (2 houses), moved to Pennsylvania (2 houses).
For he had the loudest meow in 100 mile radius.
For he was a good cat who kept us warm at night, didn't complain much and was loved by the children.
For he will be missed.