Congratulations," he said, his voice dry. "You finally managed to find a woman as tragically noble as yourself. I didn't think one existed. " "I'm not tragic. " Kaldar held up his hand. "Spare me. Some children are born wearing a silk shirt; you were born wrapped in melancholy. When they slapped you to make you cry, you just sighed heavily and a single tear rolled from your eye. " He dragged his finger from the corner of his left eye to his cheek. " Your first words were probably 'woe is me. '" "My first words were 'Kaldar, shut up!' because you talked too much. Still do.
Cats are a tonic, they are a laugh, they are a cuddle, they are at least pretty just about all of the time and beautiful some of the time.