Springtime for our old boy

Well here I am, still! relieved of the dead-weight my old tail had become, and moving smoothly from my arthritis meds, I'm still alarming the younger cats, and amazing my fosters with my zest for food, and sunbathing and drinking pond-water.

I'm more forgetfull, and prone to yowling about it, but a little head fuss and cooing seems to set it straight, so roll on summer and hazy days dreaming in the sun, and if I'm a bit confused and Prudence gets to steal a bit of my tea sometimes, well I'm still loving life: the people are kind and the food is lovely.... more please!