A eulogy of sorts

[mstakenidentity]

It is so unfair, he was not yet a year old, just a baby.


The Day I brought him home from the shelter, he was deeply suspiscious of me.


Such a tiny little boy.


He got used to me though, and became a complete Mumma's boy by the end of his first week living with me.


He was inquisitive.


Adventurous.


And very playful.


He loved getting "scritches" under his chin


And sleeping on the matteress tucked behind the couch (though he was not always so good at keeping his balance, as most of MUCAAS can attest)


In fact, he liked sleeping anywhere warm, especially if it was in the way.



And he took exception to many pieces of paper around the house.



Goodbye, my little one, you are an awesome cat. I am so sorry my time with you was so short. I treasure every moment of the last ten months I spent with you. I love you. I hope you are somewhere where you are happy and playing. You will always be a kitten now, playful and crazy and affectionate. I will miss you terribly. I make you the same promise I made Hildegard. If the afterlife truly exisits I promise that come what may I will find you. This is only goodby for now.

Comments

[vivienne-aster.livejournal.com]

It is not fair at all. Many hugs. I cry too :(

[nearlyalegume.livejournal.com]

Oh my God, Chris... I'm so sorry... *hugs*

[drjon.livejournal.com]

Poor little thing. It's so not fair. I'm so sorry.

[aurellia.livejournal.com]

You have my condolences, sympathy, hugs...Its never fair when a beloved pet passes away, leaving us to feel so empty and useless, but I am sure you will be with him again someday. Look after yourself, 'kay?
*solemn silence*

[tod-hollykim.livejournal.com]

But he had the best time with you! Who know what would have happened to him if you hadn't taken him in.

He looked like such a sweetie!

The two oven pics- "But...but I smell food! Are you sure there isn't any in there? Maybe if I stretch and reach real faaaar back in there......"

You should frame the last one. It is perfect.

[mstakenidentity.livejournal.com]

I meant to reply to this ages ago, I thought I had.

Thanks, your comment makes me smile when I read it.

[vass]

He was a good little angry redheaded Achaian.

[mstakenidentity.livejournal.com]

He sure was, and a "heeeeeeeeeeero!"

[sejabop.livejournal.com]

I hope you don't mind that I added you, after you posted about your kitty......I just wanted to stay in touch because I feel so sad about it. I'm so sorry again, you are a great Mommy tho!

[mstakenidentity.livejournal.com]

Thanks, and that is fine :)

[kitty-ryan.livejournal.com]

Oh, Chris, that's just too awful. And unfair. I'm so sorry, and he couldn't have been more loved by anyone.

[mstakenidentity.livejournal.com]

Thanks Kitty.

[thekit.livejournal.com]

((hugs))

You know, someone should tell the story of a girl's quest to find her cats in the afterlife. You'd bribe Charon, bargain with Pluto, drink with St Peter, walk with Maudgalyayana through Naraka, sit on a subway bench reading magazines while listening to lift music in limbo, talk math with Aristotle in purgatory, argue politics Trajan in a ploughman's Dream; you'd ask directions from the Prophet in jannah, interview the Panchen Lama, hide from the Vucub Caquix in Xibalbá, you would dine in the hall of long spoons and be the only one to save some roast in your pocket; you'd find HK$2000 on the street in Diyu beside a singed cardboard facsimile of an PS2, you'd break bread and pick up some Flor de Muerto in october and dance the Bon Odori in july, you'd kill the devil with a shotgun, spend an afternoon with a man who maintained ferris wheels. You'd travel further up and further in, to the true world where every rock and flower and blade of grass looked as if it meant more; then fly on to the place where time curves around on itself, and get offered a nice meal from a talking cow. You'd pass beyond to the place where all the silver threads tangle and break, where the last redoubt of humanity has fallen, where the saidin and saidar have been spent, where the sharks of the ether have starved of souls to eat and the dead but dreaming gods at last lie frozen beyond all recovery. There you may stare into the cold blue gaze of Death, or walk with her and hear the gentle beating of her mighty wings.


And then, when you got home, you'd find them on your doorstep, butting their heads against the door and asking for dinner.

[mstakenidentity.livejournal.com]

Thanks Jin, that made me smile.

[the-smart-idiot.livejournal.com]

Wow... if you want to catch up let me know. I also can buy you chocolates hehe. I'm not with the words thing but i'm good for hugs. I've been working out so i can carry some of that load for you :). Anyhow you were the best mama I know that any cat could have, and i think he'll remember that.

[mstakenidentity.livejournal.com]

Thanks 'Neats. :-)

[hespa.livejournal.com]

Only just caught up with this.

I'm so sorry. There's really nothing more to say. It sucks that you two had such a short time together. It sucks in general, for that matter.

I know he is still out there somewhere; somewhere where there are many, many pieces of important paper to shred.

**tight hugs**

**is crying**