A celebration of the kitties (and their friends) of the CatBlogosphere in verse.
Saturday, February 7, 2009
Prissy was a very beautiful cat and she knew it. She always kept herself looking good. Up until her last year, she was very active and playful. Even though she became very ill during her last year, she remained very loving. The other cat, Alexa, always deferred to Prissy, letting her eat or drink first. Not too long ago, she surprised everyone when she batted a catnip mouse away from Alexa and played with it for a little while, though she could hardly see and hadn't played in a long time. When she became blind, she was moved to the laundry room with a big pillow and a basket with a blanket to sleep in. That is where she was when she went to the Rainbow Bridge, on her own terms, in the middle of the night. She had a long life, twenty years, with her loving family, who miss her terribly.
Prissy was a cat with style. She strove to be gorgeous all the while. She lived twenty years. Now her Mom's in tears, But Prissy went to the Bridge with style.