We used to own two black cats, plus an orange tabby. I called them our Halloween Cats. Griffin (the orange one), Mooshie (the one who lived to be 20) and Button (the smaller black cat). Here's a picture of them on the dining room table in Atlanta, back when I was an undergrad student (that's one of my bad student paintings on the wall). Left to right, Button (who looks rather big in that photo), Griffin and Mooshie. This blog post explains how we got the two black cats.
Most of these pics are from 1980s Atlanta:
Back when they were all young and Skinny Boos!
Button was a little, um, high strung. More so than Symon! He was a tense little thing.
Griffin and Button were always pals:
But today's drawing is of Mooshie:
After I met Steve, Mooshie decided she just loved Steve. You can read the story here.
All of our previous four cats are deceased. We lost Button first, in Memphis, 1998:
We lost Griffin in Seattle, in 2001:
We adopted Emmett in 2001, then lost him in 2003:
And while in Misery, we lost Mooshie, who lived to be 20 years old:
We had to be on 'Death Watch' for all of our cats when they fell ill, some longer than others. I have some friends who are currently going through this or have very recently lost pets, both cats and dogs. It's a hard thing to watch your furry baby suffer and grow thin. We never had to make the decision to put any of our cats to sleep, but we came close, and I understand having to make that choice. It is heartbreaking to lose a furry member of the family.
After going through it three times before, we thought losing Mooshie would be the easiest. But she turned out to be the hardest loss, because after she was gone we had no other cats left. We were planning to leave Misery, so we figured we'd take a break from pets until we moved (and a break from litter boxes, and cleaning up poop and barf from the carpet - I used to say we were running an Old Cats' Home). But when we moved to Mayhemland, our apartment changed their pet policy to no pets, so we were without cats for six years.
Until 2011, when we received an unexpected surprise:
We are very happy to have a cat again. We love our Symon: