Disciples of Otis,
Brother Oliver here. It’s been a tough week, but everyone here at Cult of Otis seems to be recovering. Personally, I’ve been doing my best to give love and comfort to the Guardians. I have been providing gentle paw pats and Kitty Kissy Eyes on an almost non-stop basis.
When the paw pats and kissy eyes don’t seem to be doing the trick, I call in Brother Henry for backup. There’s nothing that raises the spirits more than being fully immersed in tabby.
The hardest part of the week was when I had to inform Sir Thomas about the fate of The Queen. He took it pretty hard at first, feeling like he could have done more to protect her.
Thomas’s mood shifted when I told him that even a brave knight such as himself could not have protected Mama Cat from cancer. I told him that, at the very least, Mama Cat’s last 5 months were filled with all the joys a kitty can hope for, and that he had helped make that happen. The words seemed to help.
So it looks like everyone is beginning to heal. I know that, for the Guardians especially, all of the supportive comments, emails, cards, and in-person hugs from all of you, Disciples of Otis, have helped a great deal. Thank you all for your kindness during this difficult time. And to all of you who shared your own stories of loss, our thoughts and purrs are with you.
In Otis’s Name,