The Tabbitarium

The younger cats don't have much appreciation for memorial day beyond the BBQ and the extra day of play. Even with the difficult winter, we have been very lucky. None of the little ones has had to face the loss of a comrade or a loved one yet.

Today is about those who march into harms way at the call of their commanders and pay the ultimate price. The kittens, thankfully, have no real conception of what this is about.

Mew is angry that we have not worked harder to educate the kittens about the importance of Memorial day. Mew is proud of his service record and feels generally both unsupported and unappreciated in our colony.

Dulcie speaks for most of us when she says that today is about "Remembering all soldiers in all countries who died thinking they were fighting for what was right, which is usually a matter of opinion."

Dulcie works tirelessly with her rescue groups trying to bring public attention to the cats and dogs who are herded into kill-shelters and stabbed to death and often sold for their tallow without any regard for souls they boil out of the fur.

Mew respects what Dulcie does but says that devalues the service he performs. I started today determined to honor Mew, our beloved resident veteran. His story is the perfect way for us to commemorate memorial day and what it means to our family.

For my part, I am still angry at the administration that started this latest set of wars. They were so corrupt that only blind faith seems to keep honor alive. In thier lies and hype, our troops seem to be the baby that has been thrown out with the bathwater.

I am determined not to let their memory get lost in the flack and I'm saving the head of the table for Mew today, Mates.

Sometimes it takes faith in your comrades to keep marching on when things are not otherwise making a lot of sense.

Here's to sticking with ones mates, Mates!