Today I lost Junior. Juney June. My Little One. The Love of My Life.She was the little feral one who came into my yard as a kitten of some indeterminate age and stayed. She stayed 14+ years with me, forever in my heart.She first came over through the bamboo on a brick wall. She was a refugee from a house four or five doors down where a man fed black cats. Any black cat in the neighborhood came from him. He had about 50 black cats, never had them fixed. He was overrun by cats and Junior tried to escape that life.I tried sending her back. One morning, August 6, 2000, I came outside and Junior was asleep on a towel that had fallen. I fed her. She stayed.I didn't know she was a she. She looked ...
Last night, Pad Thai and I sat outside in the dark, she in my lap, me petting her, her purring. It was our last night together. I had already made the appointment for late Monday afternoon to take her into the vet.She had mouth cancer. A vicious, painful cancer that takes its victims quickly. Her cheek had become distended over the course of her diagnosis. Her doctor said she wouldn't last more than a month. She didn't. Pad Thai was quite a character. She wandered into my yard 12 years ago. I don't know anything about her history. I know I tried to find her a home and she decided she had already found a home. Pad Thai always made decisions for herself, don't get me wrong. What Pad Thai ...