I am Coolidge. My keeper styles me as, “diabetic, grey, dominion-bent, sensualistic, and keenly endearing.” Everyone is interested in me. Thank you for finally checking in. If there are no updates, I am “as usual.” But I am very unusual, so you should keep obsessing on me like my keeper does. My keeper appreciates your prayers for me. If anything’s up with her, I let her have a little space here, too. After all, she opens the cans in this house.
My favorite song, should you like to think of me when you hear it, is “O For Tuna,” from Carmina Burana, by Carl Orff.
My name is very important, too.
When you notice a cat in profound meditation,
The reason, I tell you, is always the same:
His mind is engaged in a rapt contemplation
Of the thought, of the thought, of the thought of his name:
His ineffable effable
Deep and inscrutable singular Name.
–T. S. Eliot, Old Possum’s Book of Practical Cats, “The Naming of Cats.”
Power and influence come very naturally to me.
And here is my very own special page at my vet’s website.