Requiem for Mr. Nemes
Goodbye sweet kitty. Goodbye Nemo.
World traveler, camper extraordinaire, able to hunt down wild birds while tethered to a post by a 6-foot leash, or jump 6 feet straight up from a standing start, or hold his own while roughhousing with a grown man, or follow spoken English instructions, or run pell-mell in a loop through the house, and through it all, tolerate never being free to roam the outdoors on his own. Baby Blue Eyes is gone, but not forgotten.