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Coco, 1998 - 2018

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Our eldest cat left us last night.  He had been a little wobbly of late, and we knew it was time to make that heart wrenching decision.  Yesterday he could not get up in the morning, and he pretty much refused to eat or drink all day, and we had planned to call the vet today. 


Coco was a stray we got as a kitten from a local no-kill shelter. He was the friendliest of several that they had, practically climbing the cage and begging to be petted and loved. He was always the one wanting attention, coming up and rubbing on my hand if I didn't lean over and pet him.  He was also a jumper, and loved to climb.  When he was only a year old he broke a leg.  I had been wondering why my antique wall clock always seemed to end up askew, and one day we figured it out.  Coco would come racing down the hall of our tiny apartment, run across the back of the sofa, jump on a chair, jump on the tv,  jump up on top of the bookshelf,  run across the top of the valance over the sliding glass doors,  jump to the top of the wall clock, and then hit the floor and run back down the hall.  We actually witnessed him getting as far as the top of the bookshelf one afternoon.  We figured the broken leg meant he'd missed a jump somewhere in the circuit.   At the vet's office he made a go at the top of the exam room cabinets, with his leg broken. 


We had difficulties with him, too, especially as he got older and forgot where his litter pan was, but I prefer to remember him like this. 



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PIPPIN: I didn't think it would end this way.

GANDALF: End? No, the journey doesn't end here. Death is just another path, one that we all must take. The grey rain-curtain of this world rolls back, and all turns to silver glass, and then you see it.

PIPPIN: What? Gandalf? See what?

GANDALF: White shores, and beyond, a far green country under a swift sunrise.

PIPPIN: Well, that isn't so bad.

GANDALF: No. No, it isn't.

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Very sorry for your loss Inarah.


This was written for a dog, but it works for a cat too:


“I Loved You Best” 

So this is where we part, My Friend,
and you’ll run on, around the bend,
gone from sight, but not from mind,
new pleasures there you’ll surely find. 


I will go on, I’ll find the strength,
life measures quality, not its length.
One long embrace before you leave,
share one last look, before I grieve. 


There are others, that much is true
but they be they, and they aren’t you.
And I, fair, impartial, or so I thought,
will remember well all you’ve taught. 


Your place I’ll hold, you will be missed,
the fur I stroked, the nose I kissed.
And as you journey to your final rest,
take with you this…I loved you best. 

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