This week we had to say goodbye to Abby, our beloved family cat of 17 years. We got her and her sister when they were crazy kittens, back in October 1992. Though we often groused about her all-too-frequent inability to keep most food down, constant begging at the dinner table each evening, and howling for no good reason (she was deaf for the final 4 or 5 years of her life), she was nonetheless a real member of the family, one whom we are all missing very much right now. Her elderly sister probably hasn't even noticed the absence, and the two younger cats are probably thinking, "Good riddance; more food and space on the blankets for us now," but those are the minority view. The humans, at least, are so sad that you're gone, Abby. We hope you are loving your new home in the Land of Catnip and Toy Mice.
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