Not sure how I'm supposed to feel?
Aug. 26th, 2007 10:21 pmGot a call from
dotgirl earlier tonight to let me know that Kirk had died due to a Urinary Blockage of some sort.
Kirk was one of two cats that we, as a household, adopted way back in the day. One named Picard, the other one Kirk. If I remember correctly, Kirk was the first to be chosen and it was Picard who clawed his way in to being adopted on the way out the door. Picard had to go and live with a different family due to some "issues" that he had with The Baby, but Kirk was a trooper. He stayed.
Kirk was every bit the adventurer that the Star Trek captain he was named for ever was. He would leap, climb, kill and/or try to eat anything that got in his way. Had he not been "Fixed", he most likely would have had sex with many items as well.
He cuddled with m when I was dumped by That Chick I Flew To New York To Meet. He was very good at knowing when you needed a furry butt in your face to make things etter.
He was the first cat I had ever seen "Chitter" at the critters that would be frolicking across the front yard.
He was a cautious cat... if he came to you fr scritches then you knew you had really accomplished something good.
Despite how great of a cat he was, I'm having trouble drumming up a solid emotional response to his death because, well, other than the occasional birthday party or holiday gathering? I haven't really *seen* Kirk in something like 5 years. So I'm like...
...It's like finding out that best friend you had a HUGE secret crush on in the 7th grade is dead. I *want* to feel more emotional over his death than I do, ya know?
Kirk was one of two cats that we, as a household, adopted way back in the day. One named Picard, the other one Kirk. If I remember correctly, Kirk was the first to be chosen and it was Picard who clawed his way in to being adopted on the way out the door. Picard had to go and live with a different family due to some "issues" that he had with The Baby, but Kirk was a trooper. He stayed.
Kirk was every bit the adventurer that the Star Trek captain he was named for ever was. He would leap, climb, kill and/or try to eat anything that got in his way. Had he not been "Fixed", he most likely would have had sex with many items as well.
He cuddled with m when I was dumped by That Chick I Flew To New York To Meet. He was very good at knowing when you needed a furry butt in your face to make things etter.
He was the first cat I had ever seen "Chitter" at the critters that would be frolicking across the front yard.
He was a cautious cat... if he came to you fr scritches then you knew you had really accomplished something good.
Despite how great of a cat he was, I'm having trouble drumming up a solid emotional response to his death because, well, other than the occasional birthday party or holiday gathering? I haven't really *seen* Kirk in something like 5 years. So I'm like...
...It's like finding out that best friend you had a HUGE secret crush on in the 7th grade is dead. I *want* to feel more emotional over his death than I do, ya know?
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Date: 2007-08-28 07:55 pm (UTC)Just think of how dehydrated you would be.
::hug::