I was a true "Tuxedo" cat and
I always tried to maintain a dignified air.
Which wasn't easy with a house full of "whippersnappers"!
I was the oldest Resident Manager and things ran smoothly
until my arthritis kicked in.
Then I was content to sit in the sunshine
and let the newer Managers take over.
Of course, it wasn't always that peaceful!
Youngsters think it's a big joke to pick on us older, slower guys.
(I can't tell you how many times I was "ambushed"!)
But eventually things settled down to an even pace
and life was good for 17 long years.
Now I enjoy looking down (and laughing) at my former "ambushers"
getting their just rewards from the newest resident - Scooter.
(Scooter indeed - if I were still there
he'd be scooted right out the door!)
Actually, I wish them all many happy years
and I look forward to the day when I will see them again.

Heh! Heh! Watch out guys!

The FOOD page is my personal favorite.
I really enjoyed cleaning my dish -
and polishing off whatever the other cats left behind in theirs!

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