Kitties,
Felix here, and I have some very sad news.
The wonderfully Crabby Crumpet, Annie, from Fuzzy Tales, is gone.
Her Mom is terribly sad, can you please stop over and give her some purrs?
I am very sad, too.
Yet, I am so thankful to have spent time in her delightfully ornery orbit.
Not every curmudgeonly Ornj Cat is so lucky to court such a Furious Feline.
The happiest day in my life was when Annie said I might possibly measure up...I worked tirelessly to secure her admiration!
We were two peas in a pod; cranky at the world, our siblings, and our staff.
Her fur was long and soft, her claws sharp, and her eyes--oh her eyes!--could freeze a ManCat in his tracks.
I'll never forget her Birthday Party, glaring balefully at each other across the hall, gently grumbling and hissing sweet nothings. Her swats were the gossamer touch of an Angel's wings...which is what Miss Annie is now.
Tonight, I plan to run a few memory laps around the skyway, just like I used to do to impress My Gal.
Then, I'm going to pick out a new star in the sky tonight, a nice bright shiny one, to remember her by.
Annie, I will miss you.
We all will.
Au Revoir.
XX Felix XX
