In Memoriam

"Chuck the Cat"      199?- 2007

Appearing in this incarnation as a cat,  this gentle and noble being brought insights of love and fear.


Back story:
  Chuck and his sister Betsy grew up in rural Washington State. As refugees, they moved in with us 3 years ago.  Before being abandoned, they were banished several years ago to the back deck of a house situated in a forest populated by coyotes, raccoons, bears, hawks, eagles, and roving dogs. 

Even for a cat, he had lots of quirky-yet-consistent behaviors.  He would only eat under a coffee table, only drink with his back (literally) to a wall. (Feline PTSD?)  His body had scars from past attacks.  One ear always tilted due to an old wound ... all who met him thought it gave him a distinguished, dapper look. see below

During his tenure at the Fukuda-Blackburn Retirement Colony*, Chuck dispensed deep wisdom though cryptic teachings, often accompanied by furniture destruction. He and Betsy completed their experiment in physical form, pampered in a dog-free, child-free facility boasting a 1/1 servant-to-cat ratio.
*Geriatrics therapist on site 24/7


Cat retirement means getting to do what you love to do.

Morning Pilates exercises

Watching intellectuals on TV

Reading e-mail from friends

     

"Is this Heaven?"

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