Monday, March 22, 2010

The beauty of Spring?

Well I keep saying that I am going to quit this, but I find writing releases my soul of its pains. I was looking forward to spring break and the wonderful smells of spring, plus the sights of nature renewing itself. But no, my first day of spring I had to put down my cat Kato. Kato was a character and very appropriately named. If you are a Peter Sellers fan, you would know about Kato attacking the Inspector at the most inopportune times. Kato was a very aggressive male cat. I have some serious scars from him. He would hide under the bed and attack your feet and sometimes draw blood. Leslie wouldn't take it very well. Little did she know that I was feeding the cat special treats after every successful attack on her. lol Kato was the fifth cat in less than three years that we have had die or disappeared on us. Now that I think about it, I have never since 1977 had a cat live more than three years under my care. Damn I feel like I am the commander of Dachau and instead of killing Jews, I kill cats.

Kittens are the best that nature has to offer. They make you laugh for hours on end and nothing is better than the feeling you have when a kitten is sitting on you purring. While I shouldn't get another cat--I will get one this week from the animal shelter. They have to put so many down, at least it will have a chance to live and be care for. I guess to be loved for a day, is better than being in a cage for a short lifetime. So wish the cat I choose luck.

It has been a year now since coach Cal and I camped out together at the Fort Smith park. Wish we could be back out on the lake catching some of those big fish again. He was a great guy and I miss him and his stories. Instead, I am sitting here and watching a "Walk to Remember" and enjoying being alone to deal with life issues. Peace to you!




1 comments:

  1. aw. i'm really sorry to hear that, mike. i know how hard it is to lose a pet, especially a cat.

    i got my first cat, maya, when i was around 6 or 7 years old. I had her until my junior year of college when she developed a sarcoma/tumor on her nose that made it very difficult for her to breathe. it was so painful to look at her everyday struggling. my parents went with me when we decided to put her to sleep and it was the hardest thing i've ever had to do in my entire life.

    i think it's great that you'll pick a cat up from the shelter- so many are put down and whichever cat you pick is very lucky.

    i know what you mean about kittens, they really are the best. i really want a scottish fold kitten- and lo and behold, there's a scottish fold cattery in danville, arkansas! i forsee a road trip in the future!

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