Dear Peeps,<\/p>\n
I was thinking more today about what a wonderful cat you were. Do you know that we never had to warn the children to be careful around you? Even Mojo, who is normally calm, can get a little crazy when he’s scared. Zoulie was notoriously touchy and could never be trusted to keep her claws to herself. But Peeps, you never scratched or bit. You were a sweet-tempered cat.<\/p>\n
And you used to drape yourself over things in a way that was lovely but looked terribly uncomfortable. You did it more often when you were young, but even recently I had to kick your draping self off my new office chair. Not before you put some holes in it with your claws, but that was OK. I didn’t even yell at you. You weren’t intentionally destructive. Not to say that you never scratched things on purpose, but usually you were content with your cardboard scratcher and left our stuff alone.<\/p>\n
We called you Peeps because sometimes you made a cute, not-at-all-meowy peeping sound. Sure, you knew how to meow. You were a cat, after all. But you also peeped. You were our Peepser, our Sweetie Peeps.<\/p>\n
I wish you could peep for me again. I miss you.<\/p>\n
Love,<\/p>\n
Your Person<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Dear Peeps, I was thinking more today about what a wonderful cat you were. Do you know that we never had to warn the children to be careful around you? Even Mojo, who is normally calm, can get a little … Continue reading