Just last week I wrote about a beloved cat that had died and left us to join friends in the Elysian Fields. Over the years Le Contour and I have hosted many pets, primarily cats and at one time we had 7 cats that kept us honest and on our best behavior.
With the loss of Shiloh we were down to one cat…an opinionated termagant of a Maine Coon Cat that came to us some 18 years ago as a homeless and feral kitten living behind a Thai restaurant and living on scraps and crickets. We managed to capture her and after much discussion she agreed to allow us to fed, house and love her. In time she grew comfortable with the way her life had changed and even moved with us from Washington State to Kansas when the job called and we relocated to fly over country.
Tamarin was a unique lady; opinionated, stubborn and talkative; but when she accepted you, she was up in your face affectionate. All too soon her early life caught up with her and her kidneys started to fail. This morning Le Contour was told it was time to help Tamarin cross the Rainbow Bridge. She has to face this task alone since I’m a thousand miles away on a FEMA deployment and I’m not there to grieve with My Lady
A solitary Scotch will be consumed tonight to honor a special friend:
Tamarin 1996 2012
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