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We said goodbye on Friday.

About the end. )

He was the very model of a modern feline gentleman, by which I mean that he was charming, courteous, adventurous, affable, and felt himself entitled to pretty much anything that happened to catch his fancy, human attention most definitely included. We had the most wonderful conversations. I will miss him.
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the short version is, it's not good )

Anyway, my online presence is erratic enough that chances are you won't have noticed any difference while this small drama has been unfolding, but if it should happen that you have, or that you do, that'll likely be why.
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The same cat that couldn't seem to go more than a couple of hours without attention last night, even when people were sleeping, just reappeared after an apparent absence of something like seven hours. This is a cat that takes care to sleep in the middle of much-traveled paths, you have to understand, a cat whose voice can fill the house and often does; occasionally it is possible to overlook his presence, but only ever for long enough to trip over him. I was starting to think he'd managed to get outside and freeze.

I'm glad he didn't freeze.
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1.  It's fun to talk about how cats are totally random and ridiculous -- and they are -- but if I'm honest with myself, I'm not really any better. Case in point: I come trotting down the stairs at a fair speed, see the cat sleeping on the couch, and stop dead so I can stare at him alertly until I've verified that he's breathing. And then I continue about my business as if this were all perfectly ordinary.

2.  "The Wanderer" has been stuck in my head for over twenty-four hours, and I am really ready for the next earworm, please. I wouldn't even mind, except I'm having a hard time shaking the conviction that the narrator is a massive jerk. You'll never settle down, you like pretty girls, okay, well and good, dude -- but what do you mean to you they're all the same? How much attention are you even paying here?

3.  One of the many ways my mother is excellent: I randomly asked her what kind of book John Reese might like that you wouldn't necessarily expect him to, and she thought about it for a moment and said, either The Joy of Cooking or a romance novel.

3a.  (It would have to be a romance novel without too much valorization/fetishization of alpha male nonsense, I think; for reasons including though not limited to "Prisoner's Dilemma", I'm imagining he'd find that somewhere between unpleasant and triggery. The whole true love aspect, though. OMG. Yeah, I can't even.)

3b.  ((Of course, what I really want now is to introduce him to fanfic. But okay no I have enough plotbunnies I'm not writing, yes, thank you.))
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At an hour of the morning when birds are awake but I would really rather not be, there came from downstairs an interesting racket. Quoth the cat (I translate loosely from the original feline):

"I'm LONELY! Why won't you PLAY with me?"

Pause for assorted crashing noises.

"That was less interesting than I hoped! Where ARE you all? I'm LONELY!"

He was so relieved when he saw me. He thought I'd disappeared and he'd never get any attention again ever. Ever!

Yeah, I love you too, you impossible little nuisance.
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Both myself and my cat, that is. It isn't clear how much time he has left, but he still seems to be enjoying what he does have, so I'm really glad about that.

What else is going on? Um. I've watched some TV, I guess. Spoilers behind the cuts!

Person of Interest 1x16, Relevance )

Elementary 1x17, Possibility Two )

Television and worrying make up a remarkable proportion of my life, really.
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I guess when you have two related cats of similar age, it wouldn't be inherently shocking if you were to lose both in rapid succession.  Nevertheless, I cannot help but hope that that is not what is actually happening.

We are once again at wait-and-see.
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(Previously.)

She was a really ridiculous, regal, adorable, difficult, snuggly, standoffish, impossible, sweet, gorgeous cat.  Yes, all of those at once.  Or by turns, at any rate.  Or possibly one or two of those adjectives are slightly off.  But she was a cat of many parts.

Also, an evil mastermind.

I'm going to miss her.

Damn it.

Jan. 14th, 2013 08:37 pm
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I knew the cat's illness was potentially really bad.  Doesn't mean I'm any happier about that potential seeming to drift closer to realization.

Still holding out hope; the fact that she hasn't rallied yet doesn't mean she isn't going to.  We're doing what there is to be done.

Tomorrow we'll likely know, or decide.

Meanwhile the other cat isn't saying no to extra scritches.

But, okay.  That hope thing.  We're doing that still.  So okay.

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