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My wife already blogged the Salsa Cat story. But I’ve been amazed at Sam’s story-re-telling ability. She’ll “read” books almost word for word that we’ve read to her. Sure, we’ve read them a lot, but not enough for us to be able to recite them. Anyway, here Sam is re-telling the Salsa Cat story.Created
Thu, 14 Feb 2008 05:44:06 +0000 -
It’s funny to me how apt a name Camus was for our cat. While perhaps only in stereotype was our cat an absurdest existentialist cat. He hardly qualified as warm and friendly. Really, if you imagine a cat named Camus, you’d probably be pretty spot-on. But he wasn’t always called Camus. When I first met him, his name was “Match.” I don’t know what, exactly, inspired me to give Carolyn a cat for her birthday in 1995.Created
Wed, 13 Feb 2008 02:23:10 +0000 -
We euthanized our cat, Camus, today. It seems such a strange way to say it. But easier than “we took a family member to be killed today.” I guess it had been coming for a while. A long while, really. He’d had feline mega colon for years. Mostly we’d managed it medically, giving him 4 different medications ((cisapride, lactulose, mineral oil and metamucil)) twice daily. Still, cleaning up errant poop or vomit wasn’t an uncommon occurrence.Created
Sat, 26 Jan 2008 23:01:57 +0000