The Eyes of a Cat, Closed

My dear friend’s cat died yesterday. She was a good cat.

In her honor, I offer my only Poirot quote to reference cats.

After someone unsuccessfully attempts to kill Poirot and Hastings (his friend), he says,

Yes, but for my quick eyes, the eyes of a cat, Hercule Poirot might now be crushed out of existence—a terrible calamity for the world. And you, too, mon ami—though that would not be such a national catastrophe.

from The Big Four

The death of one cat is not a calamity for the world, but it is for her owner. My heart goes out to my friend.

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