is the word 'diary' better than the word 'blog'? probably not. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- H.B. (TCNTUNWI) I'm sorry to give you bad news in this format, but yesterday Hans Blix (the cat, not the U.N. Weapons Inspector) passed away. After a valiant and longstanding struggle with thyroid and liver disease, he took a turn for the worse and we were left without options for treating him further. You'll be happy to hear, perhaps, that he went out Blix-style, having bit the vet and scared the two veterinary attendants, even with fluid in his lungs and a lot of bodily discomfort. He was nice to me, however, and I stayed with him to the end. Now the house feels empty, and his quirky feline ghost seems to be everywhere. I keep thinking I hear his studded collar clinking on his food dish, or him scratching the persian rug when I'm not looking. But he's gone. I'll miss him. I'm grateful for the five years we had together. You'll remember that he and I did not always agree, that he had an overactive thyroid, that he was an existentialist, and photogenic, that there was a method to his madness, and that he was a headbanger, and sometimes caught fire. He was one of a kind, for better and for worse, just like all my favorite cats and people. 1:58 p.m. - May 03, 2007 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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