Pour One Out
Okay, I know I am supposed to be blogging about my awesome London/Paris book tour, and all about The Painted Man and blah, blah, blah, but at the moment, I’m really not in the mood. You see, I just learned that Max Powers, beloved friend and kitten, has passed away. He wasn’t even three, and when I left for London, he was fine.
It’s interesting how even when things seem perfect, life has a way of reminding you that it is a fragile, precious thing. Like when you’re lost in your own problems crossing the street and almost get hit by a car, or the elevator jerks suddenly to a halt, or your plane starts to rattle at 36,000 feet.
Max spent most of his life hiding under the bed. He was never a pest except at feeding time, and always seemed terrified of anything and everything, even though no one had ever done anything but love him.
Well, actually, there was always one thing Max wasn’t afraid of:
Recently, Max had finally started to come out of his shell. We were looking forward to watching him interact and grow with Cassandra, and to loving him for more than a decade to come. He was barely more than a kitten, and he will be missed sorely.
I just wish I could have said goodbye.
Awww. I’m sorry for your loss! Did it just happen suddenly or were there signs of illness?
Max had a great life. He was one well-taken-care-of kitty. A lot of cats live long lives scrounging in dumpsters and fighting in alleys. Not Max. Maybe only three years – but three great ones – safe, warm and loved.
I’m so sorry!!
Hey. Sorry about Max. I know he and Jinx are really important to you. We’re thinking of you here.
I’ll see you in the morning before the airport.
D
Our thoughts are with you all, Peter.
That really sucks Pete. I’m so sorry. He will be missed.
Thanks for the kind words everyone. I know Max tended to hide whenever any of you were over, since he was scared of his own shadow, but he was always out and about when it was just family in the house. There will be diminished joy at home without his boundless energy and near-toxic levels of cuteness.
I’m so sorry! We’ve had cats in the family for years so I know how it feels to lose one of your treasured family members. You’ve just got to hold onto all the good memories I guess.
P.S. The photo of him in the cot = so adorable!
Dear Peat
So sorry for your loss – he looked an absolute cutey.
Liz in London
I’m so sorry Peat, we loved Max he was a cool guy. He will live forever in our hearts.