Today I am purring for the Dad of Aggie and Wally's Dad, who went to heaven yesterday, and thinking about how much history he saw in his 92 years of life. Wally the kitty is named after him, and fortunately Wally-the-Kitty was able to meet Wally-the-Human a few times.
I am also purring for the Admiral and hoping she will come back from the v-e-t feeling much better.
Finally, I am purring that the Human will stop doing so many unnecessary things and let me visit all my friends before they forget who I am! "Maybe tonight, Spitty," she says. Wait! Wait! I feel my purring shifting into some other, less pleasant, kitteh sound right about . . . . now!