Aside from the fact that he can't jump up on things like a four legged furball, he seems to not be bothered by this, and is surprisingly agile in spite of his condition. Plus, he is one of the friendliest felines that I have had the pleasure of knowing. He just continues to live in the present moment, and he appears to be both happy and content. As always, the four legged animals (or in Simon's case, three), continue to provide valuable lessons to us two legged animals on how to appreciate the fact that we are alive.
Here is one final photo of Simon, and if you look
very closely, you can spot a tiny splash of white fur right at the tip of his tail. Along with his white racing stripe, he is one handsome dude.
With any luck, I'll get to see Simon again, prior to heading off to my next house sit with one of my favourite furballs, Piper. So many furballs, so little time.
living a life of simple acceptance,
Paul
The Thoughtful Wanderer
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