Last night, our beloved cat Einstein passed away quietly in my mother's arms. He had been suffering from a bladder infection for some time, one which may have been curable if we had caught it sooner. Alas, he has breathed his last. Stiny, as we called him, was a very sweet kitty who loved to eat tuna, destroy flowers, and lick the adhesive from the outside edges of rolls of packing tape. He is survived by his brother Newton, his lifelong sparring partner and frequent accomplice. He will be missed.
