Melancholy Monday

We are all comforting each other right now. Äiti got out an old floppy jumper that her mother made, and we have enjoyed lying on it on her. Five of us woke her up at different times on Saturday night - but she didn't mind at all. Yesterday she spent all day with us playing and cuddling.

There's a huge hole in perheeni as you can imagine and it will take us a while to settle. it is not clear how the hierarchy will will establish but right now we are all in a bit of shock.

We are doing the best to distract Äiti but she keeps on crying.  This set her off bigtime - many thanks to Spitty for your wonderful tribute. Yes, Stran is with the stars. There will never be another God Emperor, and that is how it should be.

And Mom Trish from the Katnip Lounge sent this quotation to Äiti from the Roman poet Catallus which has set Äiti off big time, but she thinks it is very, very fitting for our much loved leader.

Through many countries and over many seas

I have come, Brother, to these melancholy rites,

to show this final honour to the dead,

and speak (to what purpose?) to your silent ashes,

since now fate takes you, even you, from me.

Oh, Brother, ripped away from me so cruelly,

now at least take these last offerings, blessed

by the tradition of our parents, gifts to the dead.

Accept, by custom, what a brother’s tears drown,

and, for eternity, Brother, ‘Hail and Farewell’