Just keep trying, and miracles occur

[netpositive]

One of my passions: taking, and
storing, hundreds of pictures of
The World's Most Photogenic Cat.
Every batch has a new expression.
Or two. Or three. Or more!

Stojko 1

Stojko 2

Stojko 3


But every now and then, there's an absolute miracle.

Sato

What Particle Accelerator, indeed.

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In late 1999, I lost both my cats to
cancer, less than 2 months between their deaths.

In late 1999, these were feral kittens,
born under a dumpster, trapped by a vet,
looking for someone to socialize them...

In early 2004, one wakes me up frantically
and vibratically, with his expressive paws
kneading my leg and rustling the bedclothes.

In early 2004, one gloms onto my legs as I
sit and type, or indents thousands of tiny
scratches on my left shoulder as I hold her.

Yes, I still miss George and Shen T'ien, every day.

And I'm grateful for Stojko and Sato, every day.

You are a miracle.

I am a miracle.

Comments

[netpositive.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I suspect it's like kids, or family in general - you don't necessarily love one less just because you love another. Time and energy may be finite, but love is another matter.

The most painful thing about losing my previous cats was that 10 year old Shen had had her cancer treated, and seemed to be doing well, and then 14 year old George collapsed out of the blue and we had to let him go... and Shen *missed* him. Though he was older, he was _her_ kitten, and she just faded without him.

It's like to break one's heart... and yet one wouldn't give any of it up, even knowing what would happen.