On my way into work this morning, I saw a dead cat on the freeway overpass (how did a cat get on the freeway overpass anyway?). I thought to myself, “Mother Gussie would say that it looks like Leia*.”
Only this time it really did. Dead kitties are sad.
*Leia was another one of our childhood cats. Mother Gussie would see any cat stuffed animal, figurine, whatever and say, “Aww, it looks like Leia,” even if the cat was an overweight Siberian Tiger that in reality looked nothing like Leia.
