Remembering Erevan
He hasn't come back yet. At this point, he's not going to. Coyotes or dehydration got him. It's been 100 degrees plus every day. The story I *want* to tell myself is that he just took after his namesake, got bored with us and went to go find a new family he felt needed a little more siamese in their lives. Maybe that's what I'll go with. No way to prove myself wrong, at any rate. And it's the kindest option to my heart, to think that he's still out there somewhere, nipping at someone else's ankles.
He always seemed a little off. Not quite healthy. Nothing I could put my finger on. His breathing always seemed weird, and his fur was always kind of off. He was always constantly bathing himself. His breath reeked of death, and at 5 months old when I took him into the vet with worms she said he had gingivitis. As a kitten. wtf. He could never jump worth a damn and was always falling or missing. He couldn't stand being on the kitchen counter even when there was food there. When he got fixed, the day afterwards when I brought him home he seemed to stop breathing until shaken twice while Arwen was fine. I wonder perhaps if coyotes weren't a kindness, if he really was sick somehow like it sometimes felt he was. Better a quick snap to the neck than a long slow agonizing decline, perhaps. It doesn't make me feel any better, but... Or perhaps if he really was sick he did that thing cats sometimes do where they just go off to die alone when they know it's coming. He got snippy and didn't want to be held like usual or come to me the last few days before he got out. I was worried about him. (We've been too poor to go to the vet or I would have taken him.)
The last photo I took of him:
Taken with my cellphone, excuse the crappy quality.
A picture of him and Arwen:
The single video I took of him:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZGy3NI5YWPI
List of some of his nicknames:
Shitten
Fluff Beastlet
Dorkamese
Crapcat
Chicken
Siamecium
Gelatinous Siamese
Flufflet
Dorklet
Erevanator
Van-cat
Chickenshit
Fluffamese
Nerdamese
Tabbamese
Siamby
Crapamese
Siamese
Sweeney
Needles and Razorblades
Cowardcat
Cowardly Lion
Rotten Little Shit
Rotten Little Shitten
Chickenshit Crapcat
Dorkburger
Endearing things he used to do:
He adopted Arwen as his 'mother'. He would always try to nurse on her, while she groomed him. He did this in entirely the wrong place, however, and the white fur on her chest was always stained yellow from his saliva, rofl.
He'd climb up on top of the back of my chair and then flop down between the chair back and my back and just lay there.
He'd steal my chair if I moved.
He'd come jump onto my lap and flop down. If my arms happened to be in his way, he'd flop on top of my arms.
He loved the mouse cursor.
If I wasn't paying proper attention to him at the computer, he'd come sit in front of the monitor.
He loved to pounce feet under covers.
He'd bite your ankles when he was hungry.
If you wadded up paper to toss it in the trash he'd come running hoping you'd throw it for him or just plain miss. If you missed or did throw it for him, he'd grab it with his teeth and run off down the hall with it.
He loved sleeping on chair seats. He preferred the lounger in the living room, it's beige and blended best with his fur.
He was a rotten little thief and was always knocking stuff off the desk to either run off with it or just ignore it.
He loved soda bottle caps. Adored them. Once he scratched at the door to be let into my room, ran in, jumped on the desk, stole the bottle cap that was lying there, and ran off with it.
When he jumped on my lap and missed, he'd let me catch his hind end with my hand and hold it, rather than actually moving forward to be all the way on my lap.
He'd come jump on my lap while I was trying to go to the bathroom and then just lay there on my lap. He'd often miss. I have a lot of scars on my thigh.
He did a great boneless cat impression, just kind of oozing onto you. Hence 'Gelatinous Siamese' as one of his nicknames.
He loved to be held, when he wanted to be. You'd pick him up and just sit there with him in your arms and he'd just relax and sleep on you. It was adorable.
I'm probably forgetting things. I'll update when I remember.
I'm going to miss him. :-/