For my furriend, Mulder_Cat

Yesterday, my dear dear furriend @Mulder_Cat lost his battle with cancer. He and his Staffpurrson fought it for 14 months, which is pretty amazing. It was a good fight, but we all knew that the day would come when he couldn’t fight anymore.

@Mulder_cat was a very special cat. He was always there for everyone. He was smart, funny, a wiseacre, and never failed to make me laugh. I know he’s not really gone in some ways. Mulder is tweeting already from OTRB. He’s in a place where there’s no more cancer, no more pain, and where he’s whole and healthy again. He said he even has his man-bits back! Plus, when you love someone as much as we all loved Mulder, they’re never really gone.

But it’s still sad, especially for Staffpurrson and Mulder’s sisfur, @Scully_cat. They won’t get to snuggle him or play with him anymore. Scully won’t have anyone to share the Harry & David boxes with anymore. He won’t be there to make biscuits in Staffpurrson’s lap anymore. I’m sure the house is going to feel empty for a long time. And if you’ll forgive a moment of levity, I wonder what Staffpurrson is going to do with all that Luna Tuna?

Mulder, Scully, and Staffpurrson were my very first furriends on Twitter. Mom knows Staffpurrson for several years from a TiVo forum. He kept telling her how much fun he and the cats were having on Twitter. Mom finally checked it out and saw how wonderful the anipal twitterverse is and signed me up! If it wasn’t for them, I wouldn’t be here and I wouldn’t know any of you.

In case anyone wants to make a donation in Mulder’s memory, there is a link on the Nip Club page to make a donation to Kings Highway Cat Rescue. This is the rescue that matched up Mulder with Staffpurrson. I think it was a perfect match.

It was my honor to lead Kaddish for Mulder.

Here we are gathered on Mulder’s Porch for Kaddish (photo courtesy of (@JinJinDoggy). You can see Mulder looking down at us from the waving cloud. Some of us will be here the rest of the week sitting Shiva. Please come join us to honor and celebrate the special life that was @Mulder_Cat.

Sunday Musings

We must be the luckiest kitties in the whole world! We got wonderful stuff for Yule. Take a look!

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A couple of these are videos so you may need to go to Picasa to see them.

Our pal Sweet Praline is pawticipating in Paw it Forward. We told her we wanted to pawticipate, too. So for our Paw it Forward we’re gonna give some of our toys to the local shelter. We were gonna take them today, but we were talking to @BabyPatches at the #catmasweve pawty and found out her mama put lots of stuff on sale for after Catmas. So Mom ordered some more stuff from Nip and Bones to add to it. When that stuff gets here, Mom’s gonna take it to the local shelter. I think we’ll send Evie to snoopervise and report back on the visit.

This has been an interesting year. It started out kind of iffy. As some of you remember, we almost didn’t get to keep our pretty house. But the bank people finally saw sense and fixed things so we could afford to keep paying.

Then in the summer, Mom went to Massychewsits. She was gone a long time and I was very lonely without her even though I had a kittysitter. So when Mom came home, I got antsy every day when she went to work. I was always afraid she’d leave me alone again for many days. Mom decided I needed fursibs so I’d never be lonely again. At first I wasn’t thrilled with the idea, but as usual, Mom’s right. Now that the squirts have been here a while I really like them. And I love having playmates. Even though I like them I’m still gonna call them squirts. MOL

We made some wonderful new furriends this year, but lost some of them before we even really got to know them. I miss Inigo very much. I’m glad Ryker decided to tweet from OTRB because otherwise I’d miss him something terrible. And there were Sniffie, Mookie, Hollie, and so many others. It’s been a very sad fall. I wish we didn’t ever have to be sad, but just the fact that we’re here, blogging, tweeting, and making and losing furriends just shows how lucky we are. Every time I lose a furriend, I think of all the poor animals that don’t have homes or furriends at all. Or worse, homes where they’re abused. The fact that we’re all loved the way we are truly does make us the luckiest animals in the world.

‘Summer at the Lake with Petie’ did fairly well. 43 copies sold, allowing me to donate over $160 to Duncan’s Place. My goal was 100 copies, but I guess that wasn’t a realistic goal and I’m pretty happy with how the book did.

Mom’s coming up on a very busy time at work, so I’m not gonna get much computer time the next couple of months. Please forgive me if I don’t comment on your blogs. I am coming by to visit even when I don’t let you know I’ve been there. I do want to keep up on what’s going on with my pals.

I want to wish everyone a Happy New Year. I hope the coming year brings peace and love to everyone, especially those that don’t have it right now. I wish everyone in the world had as much love in their lives as we have in ours.

The Price of Love

A love letter to my furriends.

I got some news tonight that’s making me think really hard about all I’ve learned in the past year, and especially since I’ve been on Twitter and blogging. I’ve made a lot of good friends since I joined the anipal world. I’ve lost a lot of friends, too. And tonight I heard that another pal, Inigo Flufflebum, may be headed for the Rainbow bridge.

For some reason, this one is hitting me much harder than any of the others, and I don’t really know why. Maybe because there have been so many lately. Maybe because Mom and I went through this the same time last year with my sisfur, Sheena. Maybe because it looked like he was going to get better. Maybe because I flirt with him and Rumbles so much. Maybe because the two of them always make me smile. Whatever the reason, the thought of losing Inigo is leaving a big hole in my heart, and my eyes won’t stop leaking.

I know it will eventually have to happen. I know that at some point, it will be what’s best for Inigo, and he’ll let his family now when that is (hopefully not for a while yet). That doesn’t make it hurt any less. But I guess that’s the price we pay for letting others into our lives. The more we love, the more we have to lose and the more it hurts. The selfish part of us wants to hold on to those we love for as long as possible. When they leave, they leave an emptiness that no one can fill. But eventually, leave they must, just as we will when our time comes.

The pain of loss is a high price to pay. But what’s the alternative? Not let others in to out lives? Not ever care about anyone or have anyone care about us? To be lonely and alone so we don’t suffer the pain of loss? I think that would be a worse pain and a higher price. So I let others in. I care. I love. And when someone crosses the bridge, I hurt and I get leaky eyes. Yes, it’s a high price to pay, but I pay it gladly.