C.C. rode off into the sunset last week. Whether he found a sweeter deal with another family or used up all of his nine lives, I don't know. But he has left an emptiness in our house for sure. Anyone leaving deserves a list of ten, of course. Why would this guy be any different? C.C.:
10. Was named by my Little Sister. His real name was Cutie Cat. She, as a 10 year old, wanted to name him Princess or Snowball. Cutie Cat was her third choice.
9. Liked to be cradled like a baby. Peanut really got a kick out of this recently as he would come to us right before dinner every night for his nightly song of Rock a Bye Baby.
8. Let some of the top bunkers--the Older Gentleman and Sassafras, in particular--share the top bunk with him.
7. But would have nothing to do with the Third Brother or even Little D up on the top bunk.
6. Had to wear a Tshirt for a very large portion of his life. My favorite was the one that said: Party in My Crib 2 a.m.
5 1/2. As a kitten, got his head stuck in the bike spokes in my apartment. Never have I heard a meow quite like that.
5. Drank out of a glass or the faucet.
4. Was one of those cats that loved laying on paper. So I could never read the newspaper or a book when he was around.
3. Loved deli meat. This started when he lived with my friend for a few weeks several years ago. She reportedly fed him turkey meat when she made lunch every day. He was disinterested in breaking that daily habit even six years later.
2. Had a fang pulled a few years back so sorta looked like Elvis if his mouth was in just the right way.
1. Somehow managed to stretch his entire body across the queen sized bed and fill it. If a cat can have a big heart or a big soul, CC's was as big as his body.
Peanut keeps walking around the house saying "CC lost. CC lost." D has already stopped hollering "Bye CC, Bye Stubby" in the morning. Now it's just "Bye Stubby." Stubby and I feel the loss the most, I suppose..having loved our family member for almost 13 years.
Everyone should have a pet as awesome as you, C.C. Thanks for putting up with all of these crazy kids with me!
C. C.
March 2000-December 2012
1 comment:
This is my least favorite post ever. So sorry, Tammy.
Post a Comment