All Cats...

who roam the dingy streets as common strays or lie luxuriously within our laps-- fear not, for milk still flows beyond your days, as do the silken cream and tuna-snaps. Too long have dogs alone been known to rise; tis time you too ascend to lofty gate: oh being of nimble step and keen of eyes, you are most qualified for such a fate! So sleep; itself the problem shall amend, and benediction will you soon receive. To paradise you'll fly come tether's end, or so I independently believe. To such a notion should the world concur: cats should in Heaven be allowed to purr!