A Tribute to Oliver (the cat, not the musical)
Our friends in Whitby (that's where all the cool people live) recently lost their kitty Oliver to cancer.
Oli was a sweet boy who new how to pose slim despite his girth. Sometimes.
His sister Cindy sure misses him during naptime.
But I hear she's really come out of her shell as the queen of the kingdom.
(That girl's got spunk in her trunk!)
We miss you Oliver. Hope the couches are soft and the catnip fresh. Keep a spot warm for your mom - you can sit on her lap when she gets there.
"No heaven will not ever heaven be
unless my cats are there to welcome me."
- Anon.