I guess I could say a lot about her, but mostly I just think she was the perfect pet. She was the perfect combination of sweet and cruel (only cat lovers can understand this comment). She spent most of her life looking cute and purring, but I also remember her amazing love of Miller Moths. We had a regular infestation of them in Pueblo, and Sweetie would jump up and catch them between her paws, mid-air, and then eat them as soon as she hit the ground. She would have black Miller dust on the white fur around her whiskers. In true cat fashion, she would then go about her business, strutting over to the couch for a nap as though nothing at all had just happened, but she would have the evidence there, all too clear on her furry face.
The other thing that was funny about her was that she had a spot over one eye, and she would spy on people. She would only open the eye that was camouflaged by that spot, and that one only just a slit. She would pretend she had her eyes closed, but she was watching. Here's a picture of her, about a month ago, doing that eye thing:
Sweetie died this morning. She was sixteen.
Oh, I am so sorry. Marcos is, too. (And I understand the sweet/cruel combo perfectly.)
ReplyDeleteAw. I'm sad for you. Sounds like Sweetie will be very missed.
ReplyDeleteWill you have a funeral? I find it helps.
I'm so sorry about Sweetie Cat. *hugs*
ReplyDeleteYao and I are veryy sorry about Sweetie Cat.
ReplyDeleteOh, I'm so sorry to hear about your cat! Know you gave her the best life possible and you were lucky to have such a sweet friend.
ReplyDeleteI had my cat, Truman, cremated when he died. I'm really happy I did that. I lost his sister, Rocky, very suddenly many years ago and didn't think about it. I wish I had.
*more hugs*
So sorry to hear about Sweetie. She was a really good cat, with her own personality and everything. I know you'll miss having her around.
ReplyDeleteThanks, everyone! We did have a little funeral for her.
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