Whenever something bad happens, I want macaroni and cheese and cake. I try very hard most of the time to eat well, but occasionally something happens and you just gotta indulge.
Amelia died yesterday. Mr. Butterpants adopted her 10 years ago while we were dating. I grew up with 8 cats, but I’d never met one like this. She was smart- like people smart. Crafty, jealous, anxious, suspicious, territorial and she loved Mr. Buterpants terribly.
This year, she developed a malignant tumor. We had it removed and found out it was the size of a tennis ball. Not once did she indicate that she may have been in pain, but there’s no way she couldn’t have been. When the lump came back a few weeks ago and she was not acting like herself, we knew that we could never put her through more surgery. It would have been for us, not for her. We made the decision to let her go so she could finally be in peace and without pain.
Mr Butterpants wrote this yesterday:
She was a terrible cat. She hated everyone. She fought with the other cats, hissed and growled and screamed and swatted at anyone who came to our house, punched my wife in the face while she was sleeping, and thought everything was out to get her, including her own tail. She also sat in my lap when I was watching TV, slept above my head on my pillow almost every night, and climbed up on my shoulder and nuzzled my neck and purred. No one else was allowed to pet her, but she loved me, most of the time…. She was my cat, and I loved her, and I hope she knew I was trying to take care of her. I’ll miss her so much.
For my part, even though Amelia and I were not very good friends, I will miss her very much. She made me laugh, she made me angry, she was a member of my family. I know that many people don’t understand how a person can feel this way about an animal, but I do. I always have and I always will.
So today when we woke up and needed to get out of the house, we went to Rush Street for some comfort food.
Then I came home and baked brownies out of a box. They completely fell apart so I just piled them on a plate and handed Mr. Butterpants a fork.
Tomorrow I will go back to my proper diet with the right balances of protein and whole grains and fresh fruits and vegetables.
Today, I’m just remembering my weird, angry, hilarious cat. Whom I will miss. Forever.
Be excellent to each other,