[Image description: our fifteen year old Russian Blue cat, Maeko, lays on a matching couch with her head on a sunflower pillow]
This is Maeko, our old gray lady in the house. She's fifteen this year, which I know is a huge accomplishment. She's a little curmudgeon who's never liked anyone but my wife and I, and we joked that she would be around as long as Palpatine (the hate keeps her strong). But she's really starting to show some of those signs, and someone keeps cutting onions around here.
She probably wouldn't like any of you, but send some scritches her way if you would.
Thank you, friend. Text can't convey how much it means ๐