Friday, June 18, 2010


RIP Angus the Cat

June is a cruel month. A few days ago, Angus the cat passed away. He was 13, which is a pretty good run for a cat, and certainly for an indoor outdoor cat. But I thought we'd get more time with him and I imagined how he and Ewan would play. I am again reminded of the fact that imagination is not fact.

If you are an animal lover, then you know how it feels to lose a treasured friend who has been there with you through breakups, through drafts of novels (even those discarded), the death of your father (who died almost two years ago to the day). You feel terrible that you didn't sleep with your beloved cat one more time because you were too focused on the baby. You are glad your cat died of what appears to be a massive heart attack, that he didn't have a long and drawn out disease and that he didn't suffer. But you miss him. And June, a somewhat cruel month already, seems even crueler.

Goodbye to Angus, most noble and gentle of cats, killer of mice and birds (okay that wasn't so gentle) and sentient being who once looked at Skype and went behind the computer to see where the human was hiding. You will forever be missed.

Sorry to hear about the kitty. It's truly sad. How lucky you were to have such a sweet kitty.
Ok, I'm obviously just now catching up on your blog. I'm so sorry to hear about Angus. My cat, Najma, passed away four years ago now and I'm not completely over it yet. She had a heart problem too. It's so hard to lose a pet.
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