While 10pm nears they gather once again in the kitchen and await their evening snack. Whether salmon or crunchies they wait with patience and anticipation. Older cats are happiest with a life full of routine and consistency. They thrive on that.
He blinks upon the hearth-rug And yawns in deep content Accepting all the comforts That providence has sent
Louder he purrs and louder In one glad hymn of praise For all the night's adventures For quiet restfull days
Life will go on forever with all that cat can wish warmth, and the glad procession of fish & milk & fish
Only the thought disturbs him He's noticed once or twice That times are somehow breeding A nimbler race of mice