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gwydionI stayed up all night with him. He died a little bit before dawn.
He was a tough little guy, for all his problems, the brightest cat I've ever met.
He outlived his girl by a little over two years, but never really got over losing her.
He was such a mess when we we rescued him, sick, starved, heavily traumatized. It took him six months to trust us enough to sleep in front of us, and much longer to believe this was really his forever home. He knew more tricks than any cat I'd ever met, and was such a fast learner. Eventually the nightmares went from constant to occasional and the panic attacks mostly disappeared. He was difficult at times, but so, so loving. I loved watching him think and problem solve. For all the social awkwardness that came from being so near sighted, he had amazing physical courage. He was always leaping high, not sure if there was anywhere to land at the end of the leap. he always proceeded as if gravity didn't really affect him.
He was ridiculously loyal and loving. He'd listen for the car and come running to meet me at the door. He'd ride my shoulders while I cooked and did dishes. Mostly he just wanted to be where I was. I have carried his familiar weight and warmth into my dreams. He's been with me longer than my two longest relationships put together.
God, I'll fucking miss him.
Pictures here: http://gwydionmisha.tumblr.com/post/139453736492/rip-hector-kitty-january-1999-february-16
He was a tough little guy, for all his problems, the brightest cat I've ever met.
He outlived his girl by a little over two years, but never really got over losing her.
He was such a mess when we we rescued him, sick, starved, heavily traumatized. It took him six months to trust us enough to sleep in front of us, and much longer to believe this was really his forever home. He knew more tricks than any cat I'd ever met, and was such a fast learner. Eventually the nightmares went from constant to occasional and the panic attacks mostly disappeared. He was difficult at times, but so, so loving. I loved watching him think and problem solve. For all the social awkwardness that came from being so near sighted, he had amazing physical courage. He was always leaping high, not sure if there was anywhere to land at the end of the leap. he always proceeded as if gravity didn't really affect him.
He was ridiculously loyal and loving. He'd listen for the car and come running to meet me at the door. He'd ride my shoulders while I cooked and did dishes. Mostly he just wanted to be where I was. I have carried his familiar weight and warmth into my dreams. He's been with me longer than my two longest relationships put together.
God, I'll fucking miss him.
Pictures here: http://gwydionmisha.tumblr.com/post/139453736492/rip-hector-kitty-january-1999-february-16
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Date: 2016-02-17 03:57 am (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2016-02-17 09:03 am (UTC)My friend, sending you condolences, and big hugs. I know what is like many times over too to lose a beloved feline companion.
* HUGS HUGS HUGS*
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Date: 2016-02-18 03:23 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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