Brave Sir Tintin (1999–2017)
Tintin was an excellent cat. Orphaned on the frigid November streets of Ottawa at the tender age of six months, he nevertheless established a loving home complete with devoted human servants. Well-traveled and handsome to a fault, he remained a homebody who adored a good cuddle by the fire. He was sprightly enough to catch mice despite having no front claws, but never missed an opportunity to lounge in a sunbeam.
Tintin passed away following complications from lymphoma which, according to his vet, would have felled a lesser cat long ago.
He was loved, and he will be sorely missed.
J.R. Johnson 
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