Comments on: Remembering Junior.

By: Bob B

Bob B — Sun, 23 Nov 2008 02:43:08 +0000

They were created for a purpose. The ones that are “free” have work to do and that work is to keep balance in the universe. For they are the Catalist
of universal harmony. In simple english,they rule.

By: TJ

TJ — Sat, 22 Nov 2008 21:14:12 +0000

Beautiful post, Dad. He will be missed.

By: Laughing Wolf

Laughing Wolf — Sat, 22 Nov 2008 11:33:10 +0000

You never know, Junior may well turn up again. Even if not, he knew and you knew that he had a home, love, and comfort when he wanted it. Those gifts, given by each, are special and should be savored for the rare and wonderful thing they are. Good thoughts to all of you on this.

By: Erica

Erica — Sat, 22 Nov 2008 01:21:28 +0000

Hard to think of what to say. I don’t take the idea of Junior’s being squooshed by a car, or mauled by a creature bigger than himself (a bear?) lightly, nor do I deal particularly well, emotionally, with the loss of any cat, period.

I was pretty lit at the time, but I have a fuzzy recollection of you telling me your suspicions about Junior in Eric’s garage and I kept meaning to ask you if it was for real, or something I just dreamed up. Part of me was afraid to bring it up because I really didn’t want to know.

A kind of personal thing I hope you don’t mind my stating, for the public record, which I may have told you already in yet another one of my drunken stupors: You had sent me the most thoughtful email the day you found out my parent’s cat Maya died, and included in it the photo of Junior scrunched up on your comfy chair, which you had trouble posting to your blog because of some WP upgrade. So you figured you’d share it with me and I’m glad you did.

I cannot delete it, and look at it from time to time because it’s so sweetly written, and I love the photo, too. You are as good and as decent as peeps get, Hairboy…I hope Junior turns up on your front walk, in decent health, one of these days. It’ll definitely serve to remind me that not all is wrong with the world.

Wherever he is, I hope it’s a good place.

By: John

John — Fri, 21 Nov 2008 22:36:11 +0000

I had a cat like that once. Strange that the ones that aren’t really yours are sometimes the ones you miss the most.

By: JerryK

JerryK — Fri, 21 Nov 2008 17:38:37 +0000

Around 1977, on a cold snowy night, my wife and I came home from a party when we heard the mournful cry of a cat. There, walking up our snow covered driveway, was a little black and white shorthair. Turned out he had belonged to a couple down the street who sold their house and moved the day before, leaving the cat to fend for himself. My wife had worked with the husband and knew the cat’s name was ‘killer’. We took him inside and he quickly made himself at home, even making “friends” with our two indoor cats. He would go outside everyday, but would return at night for his daily meal and pampering. He used to curl up in our beanbag chair (remember THOSE?) and fall asleep. He became, in short, part of the clan. Then, in August of that year, I had to go to work on a rainy Saturday and I saw him sitting under the overhang of our house, attempting to stay dry. I tried to get him to go into the garage, but he wouldn’t budge. The next morning, he was nowhere to be found. I searched and searched, only to find his lifeless body on my neighbor’s front lawn, a victim of a run-in with a car. I wrapped him in plastic and, crying the whole time, I dug a grave in our back yard and laid him to rest. My wife and I found a large, round rock, painted it black and lettered it with his name…’Killer’ in white letters. Every few years I repaint his marker and repaint his name so he won’t be forgotten. Even though we’ve had a house full of Maine Coons through the years, ‘Killer’ still occupies a special place in my heart.

Jim, I’m sure Junior appreciated, in a cat sort of way, that you cared enough to allow him into your life at The House By The Parkway.

By: Richmond

Richmond — Fri, 21 Nov 2008 16:59:37 +0000

Oh jeez – I’m sorry. I hope that Junior is in a happy place…

By: dudley1

dudley1 — Fri, 21 Nov 2008 16:13:21 +0000

Cats are strange creatures….

Sorry to here that Junior is missing & presumed to have used up all nine lives……It is true cats sometime`s disappear for a long time & mysteriously reappear.

When still a lad , my mother had a cat named “Gootch” very similar in appearance to Junior who disappeared at about the age of eight & reappeared the following summer as if nothing had happened,just showed up at dinner like old times. He stayed a couple of days reclaiming his favorite perch on the sofa & vanished once more this time for good.

A more recent resident here was a white angora cat named “Fluffy” courtesy of my daughter who asked us to keep the cat temporarily…..9 year`s. This cat idolized my wife & hated me, when she passed my wife was thrilled & I was the only one who mourned her passing…Go figure,anyway I buried her next to the deck outside the window she kept track of the bird`s & chipmunk`s from.

By: GUYK

GUYK — Fri, 21 Nov 2008 14:45:26 +0000

hmmmm, he might have got lead poisoning while eating someone’s canary…

By: Joan of Argghh!

Joan of Argghh! — Fri, 21 Nov 2008 14:04:36 +0000

Why is Junior such a great name for a cat? Gonna miss hearing about him.

Perhaps he’s been adopted against his will by some old cat-lady and is now living the life of Reilly.