Z the Cat
Z., nearly 17, lover of treats, coffee, corn husks, chili pepper and savory salmon (not all at once) succumbed to liver disease, Sept. 1, 2011.
We miss his comedy routines and unusual tastes, his loud and melodic purrs and I especially will miss the feel and smell of his fur against my neck as he would crash down beside me while we watched Animal Planet, his bouncing meows as he would come scampering down the stairs to greet us as we came through the door. Rest in peace, little one. Those who follow you will have big paws to fill.