Tsunami

Tsunami was a cranky old lady most of the time. She loudly MREOWED when she didn't like her food or when the weather didn't suit. She looked condescendingly at the kids antics. She was quite comfortable in her role as supreme being within our household. In other words, she was a cat.

For 13 years she was a comfort and companion for me: lonely years living far away from family, sad years facing judgment, busy years raising the family. She took it all in stride, even in later years sharing her abode with a dog. In spite of her cantankerous appearance, Tsunami was a furry little angel for me - an embodiment of God's love. Thanks for everything, dear kitty. We all miss you greatly. (Puddin' is waving and saying hello to your picture even as I type.)