Yesterday Varmint was diagnosed with feline diabetes.
After studying this disease it was clear there was no viable alternative to putting him down.
The picture on the left is from happier times.
Entropy looked for him for weeks. Varmint will be missed.
How did Vermint get his name? Sometime before Varmint was born, the moorage manager called my little Black Bizzel "varmint". That was incongruous, but the name certainly fit young Varmint. I still have a few water pistols left over from Varmint's misspent youth.
The sound clip was recorded when Varmint was just a handfull.
Varmint playing with one of his sisters.
Varmint in a fashion pose.
Note the change in eye color.
Varmint and Entropy engage in High Level Negotiations.
Varmint stalking mechanical canary.
Varmint helping with flight planning
Varmint guarding corporate symbols.
'Tis the gift to be simple,
'tis the gift to be free,
'tis the gift to come down where you ought to be,
And when we find ourselves in the place just right,
'twill be in the valley of love and delight.
When true simplicity is gained,
To bow and to bend we shan't be ashamed.
To turn, turn will be our delight,
'Til by turning, turning we come round right.
-- Shaker hymn immortalized in Aaron Copeland's Appalachin Spring
Varmint's father, Romeo, so named because he was such a lover
(of people).
Amber, the neighborhood tomcat.
He used to get Varmint riled up.
One day Varmint treed him, and Amber has kept his distance since.