Saturday, January 06, 2007

This cat

lived in seven apartments and at least one parsonage in four states, flew and drove cross-country, scaled Christmas trees, and smacked down bully tomcats twice her size...not to mention one bewildered 60-pound canine. She survived fleas, rocking chairs, my coming-out and my size-12 clodhoppers, and one of JW's unattended lit candlesticks. And through it all she wore a stunning coat and never lost her figure.

She fought a good hard fight against a months-long illness, but yesterday we decided it best that she accept defeat with all the grace that has been a constant through her seven years and four months among the rest of us savages.

So today I ask all of you to raise a glass to my little Beulah T!

8 comments:

meg said...

Here's to Beulah T! (Sorry that I'm toasting her with coffee -- but it's good coffee, and it's a mite early for me to hit the gin.)

Do you read Alison Bechdel's blog (of *Dykes to Watch Out For* fame)? She just posted roughly the same thing. So sad -- but also somehow heartening, because these are cats who led good lives of kitty fulfillment.

Erik said...

Raising a glass! My thoughts are with you. Sounds like she had a rockstar cat life.

Anonymous said...

We are thinking of you & missing sweet Beulah T! Hope you are doing ok. :) - Matt & Trista

p.alan said...

My thoughts. I know you will miss her, but you did the compassionate and selfless deed.

Malachy Walsh said...

To Beulah.

frank's wild lunch said...

Thanks everyone. It was sad, but for the best.

Luís said...

Gato dos olhos lindo,
verde e amarelo.

frank's wild lunch said...

Luis: Gracias!