Cousin Guinness went on a six-week adventure around his neighborhood, only to turn up just a week ago after worrying his parents a lot. He's our resident adventure kitty, but the outdoors was hard even on this strongest of sturdy furchildren, and his nine lives ran out at the tender age of 2 today
Auntie Tiff is right -- he is a stupendous badass. I forgave him for looking a lot like my sister Kadi, because otherwise he was one bitchin' tomcat. Just like my Unca Tom, his daddy
For those of you who've been around awhile, here's my cousin's webpage
, but even he got too cool to blog, because there were four-legged critters to be chased and two-legged creatures to be showered with love.
It was always his dream to take over the world and form an army of four-pawed wonders to turn every biped on earth into a personal servant. Guinness, your dream lives on in all of us, and we shall honor your memory, one victory at a time,
I hope the cloud you're lounging on contains an endless supply of treats, and may you always be lying in a beam of sunlight. We know you wouldn't have it any other way.