My devoted friends,

Joy and pain. I just don’t know what to think these days. How can one cat be heartbroken over another, when he couldn’t stand her in the first place? But that’s where I find myself these days. Mimi has been adopted, and I am left bereft of annoyingly cute, chirpy cats.

I’m toughing it out, for the most part. After all, her perkiness had a way of getting under my fur. But I’m embracing the mantra, “change is good”, and I’ve begun hanging out under the reception desk with the other guys instead of sleeping on my usual loveseat all day.

Mario and Casper are some cool cats, my friends, and they love me for me, even when that includes crying over Mimi. Even when that includes singing over Mimi – those two fellas are great backup singers. In fact, just last night, they donned their faux ‘fros and played the Oateses to my Hall. They feel it too: she’s gone!

“She’s Gone”

Everybody’s high on consolation
Everybody’s trying to tell me
What is right for me, yeah
I need some fish and a quick decision
It occurs to me, ooooh where’s Mimi?

[Chorus:]

She’s gone, she’s gone
Oh, why
Oh, why
I better learn how to face it
She’s gone, she’s gone
Oh, why
Oh, why
Love and hate – I can’t replace her
She’s gone, she’s gone
Oh, why
I feel wrong!

Get up in the morning, hop off the loveseat
Hang out with the boys down underneath the desk, yeah
My face ain’t looking any fiercer
Now what I can see
Love’s taken a toll on me

[Chorus]

Think I’ll spend eternity in my man cave
Let the tuna and the salmon choke my thoughts away
The other kitties help dissolve the memories
There can never be what she once was Mi-mi-mi-mi

[Chorus]

Well, at least I can go back to being an unadulterated bad boy now. This feeling conflicted within myself thing is for the birds.

Much love (in a tough guy sort of way),
Boots