Archive for March 4th, 2009

I think it was Dec. 2000 when he crouched/walked the last time. We were in Chef’s hotel, 32 floor, when I awoke, hair standing up on my neck.

Reached over for him in king sized bed, not there. Looked toward the door and there he was, crouch walking toward the exterior door of our suite.

I very quietly called his name and he stood up, came back to bed without a word.

It’s not all gloom and doom.

Whenever I feed the cat, I say, “Tell me I’m skinny and beautiful.” Usually, I’m alone when I “talk” to the cat.

Anyway, last night, cat food in hand, I ordered Buddy to compliment me and Wayne chimed in from the living room, “and I love her, too.”

Too sweet.