Postscript
We put our cat to sleep today. The vet and her assistant arrived at our home and gave the shot while Eames was napping on his favorite blanket on my bed. I can only hope that the experience wasn’t stressful for him, more like recessing into a deep sleep. I didn’t cry, although I came close when we swaddled his body in his favorite pillow case and buried him in the back yard, in a grassy area dotted with California poppies and bachelor’s buttons every Spring. He loved taking walks in the backyard (on a leash). I thought about the happiness he gave us, and how he used to take these hilarious high speed sprints across the house whenever we came home, slipping and sliding across the wood floors. Eames was a special, warm and easygoing cat and he’ll always occupy a cherished place in my and Christopher’s hearts. To anyone who has a pet cat or dog — give it a hug for me.
May 9th, 2006 at 8:41 am
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I’m sorry.
May 9th, 2006 at 11:44 am
You were very lucky to have a cat like Eames. And Eames was lucky to have you. I’ve just given my furry fella a hug in his memory.
May 9th, 2006 at 2:19 pm
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May 10th, 2006 at 10:25 am
Aw, damn. He was a very special cat, as evidenced by your very special book. Not many kitties are so honored by their owners. You did him proud.
May 10th, 2006 at 6:27 pm
my kitty, lily and i had a good cry and nibbled a few cat treats in memory of eames. (they really do taste like turkey!)
i will always think of your dear kitty when i spy a poppy.
May 13th, 2006 at 7:14 pm
Thank you, everyone, for your sweet condolences.