ZARATHUSTRA
(? - 26 June 2004)
On A Night of Snow Cat, if you go outdoors, you must walk in the snow.
Outdoors the wild winds blow, Mistress, and dark is the night,
-- Elizabeth Coatsworth |
Zarathustra found his way into our home in 1990, already a full-grown battle-scarred veteran of the meadow grasses. A truely huge cat with amazingly long legs, he cleaned out our fish tank within days.
After many, many happy years spent in my shop watching me hard at work on my various projects, Zara succumed to simultaneous attacks of cancer, feline leukemia, thyroid failure, and senility.
© 2003 W. E. Johns