Nelson
Some of you know that Nelson has not been well these past couple of years, suffering from chronic kidney failure and requiring daily fluid injections (but only tolerating them every other day) to keep him going.
After a brief rally on Friday past, he cratered over the weekend, crossing the Bifrost, cradled in our arms this morning, shortly after 7, in the “sun” of the amber god (our quartz heater).
The Dread Pirate Lord Nelson Teabeard did not spend nearly enough time on this plane, but definitely made the best of his experience here.
Like all of our Somalis, Nelson embodied love and grace, and would happily share it with you. But only if you sat on *his* couch that he shared with Daddy (and sometimes Illy). And better if you were wearing black so that he could embed his fur all over your outfit.
What adventures he had, he never really told, but the twinkle in his eye said they were many, and far-flung.
Nelson only had one eye, but he saw things fairly clearly, likely being one of Odin’s chosen.
To paraphrase Gobber at Stoick’s funeral in How To Tame A Dragon 2:
“May the Valkyries welcome you and lead you through Odin’s great hall. May they sing your name with love and fury, so that we might hear it rise from the depths of Valhalla and know that you’ve taken your rightful place in the lap of kings. For a great cat has left us.”
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