What is the probability that we could drink a toast to Schrödinger on his 126th birthday?

See http://www.fluther.com/162587/speaking-of-cats-who-wants-to-have-a-google-doodle-giggle/

I’m doing it right now. He is either here to enjoy it, or not. Which one? “Frankly, Scarlet, I don’t give a damn.”

I was going to but it was dark in the box and I got scared. Besides, that damned cat wouldn’t shut up. Yowling and wriggling about!

Spoony THE Cat drank a toast of water to Schrodinger tonight. She saluted him for having been dead for so long after having conceived of treating a cat in such a manner. For crying out loud, she meows, just build a glass box with a light that comes on when the radioactive sample decays. No need to kill a loyal and sublime cat, Spoony says.