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It's All About ME!

Farewell Nin

Today we bid farewell to Nin,

A special cat of twenty or so years who silently passed the other day from this world to the next.

Nin was a celebrity of sorts. Nin lived for many years atop Mount Washington in NH.

He had been found as an abandoned kitten in Vermont and was taken to the mountain to be the mascot, (as many before him had done) He stayed for many years and when it was time to retire, was brought back to one of the weather peoples homes.

He spent his summers greeting tourists and sneaking food from them. (He was not a good mouser) and in the winter hunkered down with the meteorologists atop the cold windy peak.

When he retired an election was helpd for a new cat to reside atop the highest mountain on the east coast. There was always a act on the mountain and there always will be. Nin was one of the best.

Goodnight, Sweet Nin. May angels guide thee to your rest.

Chapter Fourteen and Epilogue

Chapter Fourteen – What Else Can Happen?

Well, it seems this is the life I have been dealt. A nice place to live, siblings, food, water, windows and a heated mattress. Not bad, I guess. I am slowing down a bit. I love to sleep and even tolerate the twins when they hop up on the bed. (As long as Song is there too) I have internet friends that email me and I even get pressies sometimes. My special friends are Madee in the UK and Hazel Lucy on Catster. I hope I stay around a long time, because I know my mom and dad love me SOOOOOO much and would be lost without me.

Epilogue

So thus far, this has been the story of my life. This is the end of my story. At least this time. Perhaps I will write again when I have time or if something interesting happens.

Oh, I forgot to tell you my entire name. I am: Kramer Joseph Cole, His Royal Highness, King of Everything, He Who Must Be Worshipped and Adored, The Most Petted, Ruler of All He Surveys, Lord High Chancellor and Toy Mouse Executioner, Supercat and Spokesmodel, Earl of Big Butts and THE WIND! But you can call me KRAMER.

Best wishes to you all. Live long and prosper, Peace out!

Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Thirteen – More Change or WHAT WERE YOU THINKING????

In the 13th year of my life, Growl went away to take care of my pawpaw, who was ill. Pawpaw would be leaving us soon and Growl went to make sure he was happy and comfortable. Song was left at home with me and she seemed to think I was sad without the Old One and the Dark One, who had long since left me.

One evening she came home with a box. I smelled something strange, yet familiar again and as she opened the box out came the most HORRIBLE SIGHT I HAVE EVER SEEN!!!!!

BROTHERS! She brought home two tiny little terrors she called my brothers. What were these evil creatures? One was all black and had copper colored eyes. He was sleek and soft, much like the dark one. He immediately came over my way and tried to run noses. YUCK! I didn’t like him, but figured he was pretty harmless. BUT THE OTHER ONE! Oh no! The other one, although little, was rounder and firm. He had white spots on his black face and he ran to me and tried to kiss me and hug me and I just HISSED and yelled, back off, jack! What a dilemma. Now I have two little brothers and Song is all over them like Cats on fish. She coos and cuddles and sings them to sleep. Their names are Klancy and Kozmo and in her own little world, Song thinks we can all be friends and achieve world peace. I THINK NOT.

At least she went out and bought me a nice new bed. And at night she puts the TWINS in the small bathroom so they don’t bother me. But what a ruckus. They play all day long. Play play play, run run run, Scamper, scamper, scamper. And worst of all, they LOVE to eat. At 10 months they are 14 pounds. The biggest kittens I have ever seen.