They are late. Thanksgiving was last weekend. Glad to hear he's doing well. DefSent from my SGH-I747M using Tapatalk http://tapatalk.com/m?id=10']now Free[/url]
Stuart was a cat who lived life to the fullest. When he was young and strong, he hunted and prowled the farm as he saw fit. We'd see him now and again in the summer, down at the stream, hunting and probably fishing or out in the brush, stalking some poor little critter. Often, we'd not see him at all for months at a time. When he got older, he sought the comfort of the barn and tackroom when the weather was foul. In his last months, he lived the king's life, eating canned catfood and having people groom him and fawn over him.In the end, he died with his people around him, on a warm sunny day. It doesn't get more charmed for a cat than that!