She was very old, like nearly ancient and was here when I arrived three years ago. She ruled the roost, or at least she thought she did. I liked to chase her and smell her butt, which was not approved by my mama and papa and I regularly got
That means there is no longer a reason for me to sit at the bottom of the stairs and stare at the little door in the big door that she could scamper through when I got really annoying or she just wanted some
There is no point in sitting on the other side of the
Sassy and the annoying "Gate of Protection" |
There is no chance I will be able to sneak into her special room and steal her food or find any delicious litter covered cat poo to snack on.
I will not be able to follow her into the bathroom and look wistfully at her lording over me from the open window.
Go away Dog, can't you see I am meditating and your staring is disturbing me |
I'm going to miss having her around but I will probably get myself into a lot less trouble.
Rest in Peace, Sweet Sassy. Thank you for sharing your people with me.
Until next time...Sir Titan of Nottingham CGC TT