Pippin

Pippin is gone....

Someone kicked Pippin so hard that he had to be put to sleep by his people.

My Person is angry and I am lonely. I miss Pippin barging in and eating my catnip. While we didn't see eye-to-eye, he didn't deserve to die like that... no pet does.

My Person dreamed about him standing outside the patio door, just looking in. It made her think of a stanza from "Cat Heaven" by Cynthia Rylant

"Then when a cat needs,she may just simply ponder

and watch the blue world deep and wide . . .

She will watch the old house

where she once lived and wandered,

and the people who loved her inside."