Growing up in the country, I've had my share of cats. (Only one dog, which I suppose places me solidly in the feline camp. Also once a duck. But I digress.) So when I say that in my entire life, I have never had a cat as bright, inquisitive, or downright peculiar as Magellan Niidas Holm proved to be, you'll understand I ain't just whistling Dixie.
Maggie died today of complications related to lymphoma. We tried, in her final hours, to make her as comfortable as we could, which is to say not nearly as comfortable as we would have liked. Such is the way of things, I suppose.
I'm not going to spend all day eulogizing a housecat on my blog, but I will say this: Maggie was a dear, sweet friend, and she will be missed. Godspeed, Maggie Niidas Holm.