Two Angels Watching Over Us Are Better Than One

I have very sad news. This weekend our little angel Taffy passed away. She had been ill for several months. Taffy began her life known as "Storm" when Robopapi Eddie adopted her some 12 years ago. It wasn't until I came along that I renamed her Taffy, as in Taffy Davenport, the biggest brat alive.

Taffy was the runt of her litter, always a tiny little girl even when fully grown. She was an amazing spritely little girl. Before we moved downtown, she had the run of an enormous apartment in Washington Heights and would literally bounce off the walls while running down a 40 foot long hallway. She had the horrible habit of being unable to control the retraction of her claws, thus usually digging them into us when we'd pick her up. Ouch. She also had the inate secret to a trim waist line, because she had an insatiable appetite, yet always remained quite small and thin. We'd always secretly confer to each other that she'd proudly boast to Gator, her brother, in "Catinese" that she was Bulemic.

Taffy will be forever loved by her adopted brother Gator, and her two daddies Robopapi and Robocub. And now she's joined her Big Mama Ifa and watches over all us.