Sigh.
Well, folks, I’m still not back up and running here. And alas, one of the things holding me down has finally come to its sad conclusion – my poor old cat Pupshaw, who you may remember from the Case of the Broken Fang back in 2013, and who lent her acting and modeling talents to Chapter 7, finally succumbed after a period of acute illness, at the age of 17 (which is something like 120 in cat years). I raised her from a pup, and she lived a long and noble little life that set a most virtuous example of feline loyalty for her kind. She was a good old girl, and I’m really torn up about it, but it’s okay. She’s gone to wherever good cats go after a happy and eventful life.
I’ll be back up to speed again soon, I’m sure. Sorry events keep overtaking me, but it’s the way of the world right now.
Don’t apologies, we are not throwing money at you (I apologies if there is a Patron page) so real life comes first and loss of a loyal pet calls for some time to mourn.
Thanks man. All things in perspective, it’s not like losing a human being, and I’ve lost plenty of people I know. But if you have a pet for close to two decades you’re going to get attached. She was an unusually loyal cat, too – truly a unique animal. I remember one occasion when I was terribly sick, and for three days she refused to eat or drink so she could stand guard over me while I was bedridden. That’s a loyal little animal.
Sorry to hear about your cat.
Thanks, man. She was a wonderful little creature, and instantly loved by everyone who met her. When I was living in the Caribbean some years back, a friend and his wife took care of her for a weekend, and became so attached that within a week they themselves, self-declared as “not cat people,” had TWO cats of their own! A sound endorsement for Pupshaw’s powers of persuasion!
Sorry for your loss! I lost my little friend last year that I rescued at an age of 6 months, he also made it up to 19… still sucks when I come home and, for a moment, I am listening for his welcome, before remembering. Thank you for all the hours of reading pleasure. Take good care!
I know the feeling exactly. Pupshaw had her little “prowling around” noises that I didn’t realize she was making until I began to miss them.
So sorry for your loss. She was a good kitty.
Thanks man. She certainly was! Proof positive that animals can have their own little personalities, and hers was a very unique and special one.
Ouch. Sorry for the loss, I’ve lost a cat before.
Um, website thing: the link to Vicious Print is broken.
Thanks, man. Incidentally, I rolled up my basic website about four years ago. For some reason forwarding to this site has never worked right.
Sorry to hear that. I lost my own last fall at 17 as well. Still miss her very much since we went through so much together.
They really do sneak into the nooks and crannies of your heart.
I feel with you. Take your time. It certainly was a hard loss. I lost some awesome cats in my life. Some didn’t live that long in comparison but many did. They were close to me like my human family members and losing them was devastating. Each was a real character and had more personality than most people I met. No pressure about the comic, it’s secondary to your loss. If you are ready, take in a successor cat. I got the feeling, you are made to be with cats. Always.
Hey Brother. How are you dealing? It doesn’t get easier, you just learn to live with it. Stay strong.