I feel like we could use a few more squares these days. And I call him Perry CoMO, emphasis on the second syllable, the way my mother did. It's the only fun thing I remember about him. He had a nice voice but I was a Sinatra girl.

The worstest news about your sweetest boy. I'm so sorry, Holly. Letting them go is agony.

Mr. Brown the upstanding gentolman fellow, was the best at everything he did. His talents and charm are legendary. My wish is that on Christmas Eve, he returns to us as the devastatingly handome Ghost of Christmas Past.

What a magnificent beastie! And a gorgeous background.

Thanks, Carol. He was my favorite Bluesky cat. A charming gentleman and a soothing distraction from the madness of current reality.

I adore crows and ravens! They are often in my neighborhood and sometimes in my yard. I just bought a book about corvids for my little nieces when we were doing Thanksgiving weekend bookstore browsing.

Sadness and sorrow! I miss him so much.

Oh, Carol I'm so sorry. These are terribly difficult decisions to make. Of course it breaks your heart. My family and some of my friends have also struggled with similar situations and decisions. It aint easy.

I can see it.

Oh my, look at how perfect he is. ❤️😾