The baddest cat in the whole damn town , Pokey Pokerson was laid to rest under her beloved boxwoods today. She was covered with flowers from every corner of her yard. The stone that marks her spot was adorned with sprigs of fresh rosemary. There is a pot of basil by the boxwoods this summer and she would crawl out smelling like a big bowl of pesto.
We will remember her.
The condolence notes are already coming in. Here's one from my former partner Tony:
" I am surprisingly sad to hear this news considering she was possibly the meanest ( or fiercest) cat I've ever known..."
20 years old, only the good die young.
Sleep tight my someone. Sleep tight my fierce little love.