HisLordshipOfSnooze crossed the Rainbow Bridge early Wednesday morning. He had been to the vet for his glucose curve tests on Monday and back on Tuesday for what we thought might be a stomach infection. Turns out, his heart....that bigger-than-life heart....gave out.
Late Tuesday night, he was obviously in some kind of distress but there was nothing I could do for him. He quieted down, but over the next hours would fuss and quiet in turns. At 5 in the morning, I was holding him when he left. The last thing he ever heard in this life was my voice, softly telling him that I love him.
He was the last link to my old life, and the first link to this new life here. He and his littermate were the last two cats my late husband and I accepted as our owners and furfamily. We lost my husband in '05...we lost his littermate in '09 and HLOS and I then toddled through this life together. I'll miss him, as I do all the lovely creatures who have graced my life. While I am grieving, the tears just flow...and I let them.
But all is not sorrow....not by a long chalk. You only knew part of him....
He was the lovely boyo who loved me, unconditionally....
He got his name from his ability to nap anywhere, anytime, under almost any circumstances....
He liked his noms and nip....
He loved his pink mouseh....
but..........
He was a pretty good traveler, making the journey to New England....and the long trek back to SC. When we moved in here...he made it his own....
Like all of his species, he was a comedian, a king, a poet, a pain inna butt....and my bestest bud. We had our own language for things, most of which he understood. He knew when it was time for fud, time for poke-age (his insulin shot), time for bed, and....even though he pretended otherwise, he knew the word, "No." He also knew, "Go eat a bug!" even though he consistently refused to do so. We never had bugs, so I think he did his hunting on the q.t.
He enriched my life and since I introduced him here, I like to think folks here got a kick out of him, too. So, while I will miss him and my heart will ache beyond the telling of it....I will also remember his Song Of My People (Feed Me Naow!!!) the way he'd lick my arm to show me he loved me bestest in allll the world, the way he'd settle down to purr me pootie love songs, the way he'd curl up while I did my online "stuff" and the way he could be such a "Derp" when he did something doofy (I meant to do that!) the way he would watch TV as though he knew what was going on....and his eternal loathing of the Republican Party.
Late on Wednesday, after I got a bit of sleep, I saw this picture that silky posted. There had been rain in San Francisco, and he posted this picture. It touched me so...a perfect rainbow, reminding me that nothing ever really dies....we are all energy and we all go on to the next great adventure. So without knowing it, silky gave me the best comfort of all....