Berieselt mit Katzenminze

I take pride in having few principles, but was forced to compromise when Roscoe had to be put to sleep. Though I've lost friends and lovers over the years, I've only attended the cats' funerals. Like most, he had his proclivities....like his love of vaseline. We'd proffer it as dessert; a delicacy he enjoyed to the last. Thus, the bottle in the left. 

His penchant for pens got him dubbed a Pentab. With it between his teeth his eyes would glaze over with ferality and he'd remove to his lair; he was partial to Papermates.

Our tears flow as we escort a family member to his final resting place after 16 years.

He brought so much joy into our lives and helped us unravel Christmas ribbons in some fights. He was a great protector against intruders trying to pee in our yard and would often remind me to turn off the stove if I forgot. He was a feather lover and kept his temper even under the heaviest caresses. (Translated by Judith Herrmann at Bad Kreuznach .)

The tears flow as we lay to rest a family member after 16 years. He brought much joy to our lives and helped us through many struggles with Christmas ribbon. He was a great protector from interlopers who wanted to pee in our yard and often reminded me when I had forgotten to turn off the stove. He was a fine leaper at feathers, and always maintained his cool even in the face of severe cuddling.

David Buchanan, one of Michelle's cat-sitting clients, expressed it perfectly, "They are our friends, our playmates, our companions, our comfort, our alarm-clocks, our angst, our joy."

December 2013 - 13 yrs
                                                                                                    December 1998

                                      He was quite primm, but a superb combatant more than willing to trounce tresspassers.

Roscoe at eight weeks. I was almost 47. He gave us a reason to love.