Thirty Days

Greetings, Fellow Felines (and C-a-n-i-n-e-s and Humans)!

Tomorrow will mark the thirtieth day since Pixie flew off to the Bridge. I have been thinking about Mummy's idea of getting a new little kitty to keep Me company. She thinks a very young kitty would be best. I suppose there's something in that. She says I could teach a little kitten proper feline ways. That's true. A little kitty would know who's Boss around here and show Me due respect (I would hope). But, on the other hand, a little kitten would want to be running about and playing all the time and maybe I wouldn't be able to keep up. I'm a very senior feline now, after all, and what I enjoy most is curling up next to Mummy and sleeping. A little kitten would be ever so playful and cute - and maybe Mummy would start to love the new furbaby more than me, because he or she would be more fun.

But then again, being such a very senior kitty, maybe I should be thinking about the time when I'm no longer here. If there were to be a new little kitten, chosen by Pixie and properly trained by Me, then when the time comes and Pixie whispers in my ear that it's time for me to join her at the Bridge, I could go knowing that Mummy would be properly cared for.

But - if she has a new furbaby, maybe, after I, too, leave for the Bridge, Mummy won't think about me at all?! 

No, no, impossible...

Oh, kitties, I am so very confused. I don't know what to do. Does Mummy want a new kitty for Me - or for Her?