Ups and Downs
Had a really wonderful time watching the DNC tonight at our beautiful old downtown theater. I won 5 tickets to go see Barack Obama later this weekend.
Came home and found my beloved cat dead, suddenly. We had no prior warning that he wasn't doing well. Came in to find cat poop near the front door, which Cupcake discovered. She was talking about the "bad kitty" when I stepped over to the sofas and saw Beo on the floor belly up looking dead. He must've died very recently, as his body was still very warm, warm enough that I wondered whether he was still alive.
Crabbydragon and I got Beo for our wedding gift to each other. He was always more my kitty than my husband's, though. He would come in every single night into our bedroom and come sit on my lap, waiting patiently at the foot of the bed until I would arrange the covers on my lap in the way he liked. After Cupcake was born, many nights I was too tired to pet him, but he would always come. Some nights he'd stay the whole night on the bed with me. When we moved here, his water and food and litter box was downstairs and we had a gate, so he usually wouldn't stay the whole night, but he'd leave after I made it clear I was going to sleep and Crabbydragon would let him out through the gate, then first thing in the morning, a lot of mornings he'd jump back into the bed and be there when I woke up.
RIP, Beocat
1998-2008