Sorry to report that this brilliant ugly old cat I used to see every day when I walked around the corner has passed on. 21 years old, a full and happy life.
“For in his morning orisons he loves the sun, and the sun loves him.
For he is of the tribe of Tiger.”
Sad to hear that, I liked your previous King of Chapleau post. My wife and I are big animal lovers. On top of Elliot, we have 3 cats… yes, I know, insane.
I’ve got three insane cats, too. But they’re not on top of anyone, except me in the morning. :)