Toshiba-Cat

Age has slowed her steps and she is not as graceful as she once was. But it's still there in her clear eyes, the cat she once was. In the Springtime of her life she was nimble and stealthy, The Mouse Police. Now she has to endure being cared for by a stranger, bearing the indignity of hard dry pills being thrust into her mouth by this male human. And yet beyond this event he shows a gentle nature. A caring hand strokes and scratches her where she likes it and massages the muscles and joints that at times are stiff and difficult to bend, like the branches of a tree in the cold wintertime. And sadness. Yes, deep sadness. She senses that he grie