Cat napping

You will have to forgive this past sell by date picture of self and younger kitten, it is in the way of a tribute to some friends. This afternoon they phoned and later came round for a visit. Their cat had died and they wanted somewhere to lay it to rest. It was dark by the time they got here, but they dug a reasonable sized space for the chap, so he shouldn't be disturbed. They lavished a lot of attention on our cat, luckily a friend of theirs was also on hand. He had recently lost a dog of the same breed as ours, so there was no need for petty jealousy among the livestock with enough kind hands to go around.
I don't think I am a cat lover, but I do rather like having animals in the home, they often remind me that the form we have come to inhabit is a very abstract thing. As species we are each so different, but with all the parts of varied form classified under the same nomenclature. A bit like the notion that dolphins communicate in sound pictures, these thoughts on unknowns help to tease my mind into a finer form of semolina.