Tomorrow, we are going to meet another cat. Wingnut mimics your meow every night. He walks around the house, upstairs and down, trying to find you. He never used to meow like this. He sounds so much like you. That HER-ROW meow you used to make? The one that sounded like you were saying “HELLO” […]
I haven’t posted in a while because I didn’t quite know what to say. I miss my bestest boy every single day. The house is still quiet, even though Wingnut has discovered his voice (at 5:00 a.m.). Abbie has taken up the mantle of meditation time, lying on my stomach while I try to destress. […]
“Are you going to get another cat?” It was inevitable, I suppose. That someone would ask. I didn’t think it would bother me as much as it did, and it took me a while to figure out why. Of course we’ll adopt another cat one day. That’s inevitable. I am a cat person. I like […]
We adopted Binky and Wingnut together. Wingnut was around three months old at the time. We’d gone to the pet store (this was a local shop that partnered with a no-kill shelter for adoption events) looking for a kitten. Or at least a young cat. I figured between three months and two years, give or […]
Binky was eighteen. He lived with intestinal lymphoma for almost two years. When we started treating his cancer, we learned that before we’d adopted him, he’d been shot with a BB gun. Either an ultrasound or an X-Ray (I can’t remember which) discovered a BB lodged in his shoulder area. Six months after we adopted […]
I’ve mentioned more than once how quiet the house feels now. It took me a bit to figure out why. Obviously, Binky was loud. He breathed loud, slept loud, walked loud. He had a meow that you could hear even if he were at the south end of the top floor and you were at […]
It’s amazing to me how quickly cats can form new habits. When we adopted Binky and Wingnut, we would keep the door between upstairs and downstairs closed at night. The cats stayed downstairs with us (we have a daylight basement where our master bedroom is) because we didn’t totally trust them upstairs by themselves. Justifiably […]
We picked up Binky’s ashes on Saturday. It was sunny, and we brought Abbie in the car with us. The first few times we had to bring Binky to his oncologist, he’d meow the whole time, he’d be agitated, etc. Not surprising. Car rides are scary. Car rides lead to needles and blood draws, etc. […]
It’s been ten days since we said goodbye to our bestest buddy. Our big, loud, handsome boy. He loved blankets. The orange one behind him? We wrapped him in it when he passed and had it cremated with him. The purple one? It’s on my lap right now. I have Binky’s collar in my pocket. […]
In the little over a week since we said goodbye to Binky, we’ve been looking at a lot of photos. Sharing more than usual. (Even outside of this blog.) This morning, I shared a photo of Binky and Wingnut from a couple of months after we adopted them. This photo, specifically. Despite how things look […]