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Pudge died today. It happened around 4:00pm; Kristen called me about twenty minutes afterward to tell me.
Pudge was a wonderful cat. When I met her, she was already in her late teens, but even at nearly twenty-four (she was born twenty-four years ago this month) and in fading health, she remained lively and firmly rooted in her position as matriarch to no fewer than five other cats who joined her in two separate households. She would still cross the street from one household to the other so she could spend time with most of the cats and people she knew best at her leisure.
I have missed Pudge since Kristen moved out, but I was still able to visit the sweet old gal from time to time when visiting Kristen. Now, though, I know that I will never again be able to pet or scratch her, to hold her or cuddle up with her for a cat nap, or to hear her purr and I miss her more than ever.
Pudge was a very good kitty.
