Feline Lugubrious

Our cat, Zoltan, is not amused these days. Like Hamlet, he has lost all his mirth, forgone all custom of exercises, and so on. Even my latest bank statement, a guaranteed laugh if there ever was one, failed to bring the slightest smile to his face. Nevertheless, my wife and I love him for the spine-tingling attention he arouses in us; his furtive presence fills up space so intriguingly.


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  1. […] be happy to learn that Zoltan, our modestly phenomenal cat, has finally come home; albeit, stewed to the whiskers. When he goes […]

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