January 13, 2006

• *sees Madeleine's grave, but not Carlotta's, confused*
• George Says it all, really. Lovely post, thanks kit. *tears up a bit, goes to cuddle with the dogs*
• *sniff*
• Fang d'Iguana I want the words "Big And Scary" on my tombstone. Also, Samantha. /blows nose
• Awwwwww. I think I'd rather be buried there than with people.
• Lucy is buried on the "back forty" along with Blue-dog, Butch-dog, Minute-cat, Zonker-kitty, Tim Bar the Appy stud, and various other cats, dogs, hamsters, fish, plus a goat and a rat. No markers, but there's a special place in our memories for each. After we buried Tim Bar, we realized that we couldn't bury any more horses--the gravel soil here won't compact enough even if they're eight foot down. It got kind of ... stinky there the next summer, and the rest of the horses wouldn't go back in that corner, so we send for the knackers when we have an equine disposal, sad to say. After 30 years here, there's a lot of history.
• Why was s/he called Minute-cat?
• There's a tiny kitty cemetery near a brook in the woods behind my house. Small markers, mostly stones engraved with a Dremel tool, and a cool little sapling that grew in the shape of a cross. It's very peaceful there, and I'd just as soon be buried there myself.
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• Thanks, kit. My best friend's beloved Mama Cat passed away this past christmas, and I wish I'd known of this place then. And damn your eyes for making me cry at work. R.I.P. Mama Kitty - you little round furry thing.
• Petebest: When she was born, Minute was "no bigger than a minute" according to my mum-in-law. For some reason, the name Minute got translated by the kids into My Nute. She was a Siamese cross, with the dark markings and a ring tail. She never got very big, I would say at the most 6 pounds. The kids used to dress her in baby doll clothes and haul her around in a doll baby buggy, a dolly shopping cart, the red wagon, etc. Nute never minded. She had a "hollow tooth" and petting her very much led to a drippy, sopping cat and a wet lap. Of all the cats we've had, Minute could out-purr a Briggs and Stratton, and drool more than a Great Dane.
• Hehe sounds like a double shot of character in one cat. And that's saying something ;) Thanks GramMa.
• Bee sweet.
• I think George was a jingoist.
• From the latest poetry link: Poem Number 125 Here is a way of marking time, a way of looking at the past. Animals Miller Williams I think the death of domestic animals mark the sea changes in our lives. Think how things were, when things were different. There was an animal then, a dog or a cat, not the one you have now, another one. Think when things were different before that. There was another one then. You had almost forgotten.