1 year ago
Thursday, November 12, 2009
Fourteen years, that's an elderly lady in cat years, a long life -- and in this case a happy one.
The vet referred to her as a "kitty." Look at her. Stately, dignified, Cordelia was not a "kitty."
Definitely a member of the family, she will be missed.
She was named after King Lear's favorite daughter. Lear: "Her voice was ever soft, gentle and low." Very true.
If there is a cat heaven somewhere, she, of all felines, will have made it in.
"If having a soul means being able to feel love and loyalty and gratitude, then animals are better off than a lot of humans." James Herriot