RIP Meg 1990-2004

Meg left us this morning.
( Medical cat details )

She was my princess, my Dorian Gray, who reached 14 untouched by time--only since we moved did she seem smaller, frailer, less interested in life. Sometimes compared to the boys, she was almost aloof in her rare displays of affection--but she dug in with her claws, and made her own place in my heart. Fourteen and a half years together, most of them good. My Ex picked her out, the runt of the litter--but she was a sweetheart, and she wanted to stay with me.

I think animals are given to us to learn to love and to lose--but there is nothing easy about it. And it doesn't get any easier each time.

Yes, I'm still cremating cats and keeping the ashes. Eventually I intend to bury them at my summer cottage, so they will have the Michigan coast to enjoy forever--if my own wish for cremation is carried out. Otherwise, in my casket I shall be surrounded by cat ashes, to confound some future archeologist....

The end of a very long week. More when there's strength.

EEuwwww....

Pinched from dancinghorse, but this time we have different results. Oh, I miss Gorey!


You will be sucked dry by a leech. I'd stay away
from swimming holes, and stick to good old
cement. Even if it does hurt like hell when
your toe scrapes the bottom.


What horrible Edward Gorey Death will you die?
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