Maisie Jones (2003-2009)

Maisie was a good chaser, and a good cat.  She was. . . She was one of us.

She was a cat who hated the outdoors, and bathing, and as a napper explored the surfaces of our apartment from window to rug.  And she was an avid toy chaser.  And a good friend.

She died–she died as so many of her generation, before her time.  In your wisdom you took him, Lord.  As you took so many bright flowering young men, at Khe San and Lan Doc and Hill 364.  These young men gave their lives.  And Maisie too.  Maisie who. . . who loved chasing.*

And so, Maisie Jones, in accordance with what we think your dying wishes might well have been, we commit this drink to you:

A Little Black Cat

Sweet with a peppery bite, it reflects her character as well as her color.  Simple, it is as easy to make as it was for EE to pick her out of a box of free kittens on the corner of Bissonnet and Hazard.

Ingredients

1 Kahlua

1/2 Fernet branca

Stir, swirl, mix, or shake.  Serve up, down, on the rocks, or as a shot.  Let the random cat hair in the glass remain as garnish.

Goodnight, sweet kitty.

*Confused?  Watch The Big Lebowski

Maisie resenting the holidays