Our beloved Tia died today. A long-haired gray calico, she was the grande dame of our feline household who bopped young whippersnappers on the head whenever she thought they needed to mind. As described by a dear friend, Tia was "a cool old soul." That she was, indeed. She started life as a shy, retiring cat, but after eighteen and a half years, she was the one waiting on the landing when you opened the front door. And boy, could she vocalize. How that much sound came out of a five-pound cat, I can't fathom. But it let us know loud and clear what she wanted, and as the grande dame, of course she was granted her wishes. Who could deny her? She was one pampered and loved cat--and we'll miss her so.
Even though i never met her in person (or "in cat"), I feel as if I knew Tia. She will definitely be missed.
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