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January 04, 2005
The Million Year Old Cat
Meet Moe. He's a million years old.
Seventeen is a long time in cat years. It is also a long time in human years. A long time to get attached, a long time for the cute little kitten to become a best friend. Moe was LVH's friend.
I met Moe in 2003. It is safe to say I was not looking forward to it. I didn't like cats, and I was going to be staying with LVH for a few days. She had three cats and they would be checking me out.
Moe made me comfortable. He wasn't afraid of me, seemed to like me and want to be around me. I was smitten with the kitten.
He's had his rough spots over the time I've known him. Diabetic, he's needed shots every day, twice a day. He has to deal with two other cats that won't let him rest. He's been through a lot.
I saw him again on my trip out west. LVH was off teaching and I had an hour or so to kill. Surfing the web, Moe jumped up and sat next to me on the comfy chair. He laid there, comfortable with me, and me with him. Like two old souls, we sat in silence, enjoying the moments.
LVH called me yesterday to tell me she was going to have to put Moe down. He'd been unwell, and she took him with her to Ohio on her trip. His health had been deteriorating since Christmas, and there was nothing to be done. He was in pain, not eating and looking worse.
She had told me that Moe would let her know when he was ready to go. She'd be able to see it in his eyes. I asked her what she saw in his eyes. "I don't think I want to see what he's telling me."
She cried, of course. How could she not? He's been her cat for far too many years. He's been her buddy, always there for her, and she for him.
I'm going to miss that cat. In a way, he was my friend, too.
Posted by Samer at January 4, 2005 09:45 PM
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