R.I.P. Kitty

I got a call from my dad yesterday.  He lives in Oklahoma City, where I was born and raised.  When I was a kid, we got a pet cat that I creatively named Kitty.  I must have been in third grade, at the oldest.  She was a beautiful calico cat.  She turned 21 years old this year, and he called to say that she died last Monday.  I remember thinking when I was a kid of how I would react to this very news.  I imagined that I would be very destructive, throwing vases around, etc, but it was nothing like that.  I was just very sad, and I still am.  Kitty was my first pet, and was a part of my life for almost 20 years.  I miss you, Kitty.

I’ll put up some pictures here when I get home and find them.

-Because I said so

I’m the Ambassador of Kickyourassador. I am the Walrus. I’m on a highway to the Danger Zone. I am the Kwisatz Haderach.

I do things with words that have a generally geeky gist.

  • deaf_omega

    I know exactly how you feel, my cat “Goldie” died like three years ago. he was like 23 or so.

    we buried him in the yard and threw wild flower seeds all over the area

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