Our cat Pope died Monday night.
The house is quiet, and my heart aches.
"I love cats because I enjoy my home;
and little by little, they become its visible soul."
- Jean Cocteau
There be many shapes of mystery, and many things God makes to be, past hope or fear, and the end men looked for cometh not, and a path is there where no one sought. so hath it fallen here. --Euripides