Daddy the Cat died on Saturday. [View all]

[Bertha Venation]

I don't feel bad about starting this post thusly: life will now be much easier.

Daddy was an asshole. He picked on our other cats. He picked fights in the neighborhood. (I couldn't begin to estimate the total of the vet bills over the last ten years.) He constantly begged for people food. Underfoot in the kitchen and frequently stepped on. Up on the counters to try to grab what we're cooking. Knocking the fork out of my hand. There's so much more.

Yet when he crawled up in my lap, all was instantly forgiven. He was sweet. He had a quiet purr. And a raspy voice. Someimes he meowed silently; it was comical.

I will miss you, Daddy. RIP