No, not really. I was just exercising my right to change the subject :-).
However, my last cat did die a couple of years ago. He was a stray we lured into the house back when we lived in New Jersey. He must have been at least twenty when he departed. I could tell he was going to die. He was completely dehydrated and couldn't move. I sat with him and talked to him well into the night. Then he stiffened and quit breathing, so I closed his eyes. It was the middle of winter, so i couldn't bury him. So I put him in a plastic bat, then I put the plastic bag in a box and taped it up. Then i put the bos in the deep freeze. Having a morbid sense of humor I took to occasionally asking the kids to go down the basement and see if there's anything to eat in the deep freeze. Seven months later I buried him. I will soon take a picture of his headstone with my Pentax. Just to keep this changed subject thread on track:-)
Paul
On Friday, September 12, 2003, at 07:01 AM, frank theriault wrote:
Really, Paul?
Your cat died? That's too bad.
In the overall scheme of things, pets may not seem to be such a big deal, but
they really are.
I'm sorry to hear of your loss.
regards, frank
Paul Stenquist wrote:
What a lousy day. First thing the cat died. Then the car wouldn't start.
how the hell can a guy go on?
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"The optimist thinks this is the best of all possible worlds. The pessimist
fears it is true." -J. Robert
Oppenheimer
