In Memory of Ozzie
We finally decided to put Ozzie to sleep yesterday. He had just been getting gradually worse, and we were concerned about how he would handle being left alone for a week while we are camping. I think we made the right decision, though I really, really miss his purring and just his constant presence on my lap. It was especially hard last night, but I think it will get better over time.
Greg was so great. He asked how we were doing several times and was really sensitive to making Ozzie as comfortable as possible. He supported our decision completely, offering all kinds of reassurance that we were doing the right thing. He let us sit with Ozzie’s body for a long time afterwards and even offered to bury him on their property if we wanted him to.
We are having him cremated, and we will bury his ashes on the South side of our house, where he will get lots of sun. He always liked to curl up in a patch of sunshine.
The best things about Ozzie:
- his loud purr
- the way he followed me around and sat on my lap all the time
- his intelligence
- his lineage, which is always interesting to relate to people
- the fact that everyone but me found him totally disgusting
- his athleticism
- his croaky meow
Samantha Tengelitsch said,
July 14, 2006 at 10:22 am
I thought Max was by far the strangest cat I’d ever met. But then there was Ozzie, with eyes as large as saucers and the constant flicker of his tail. I’m glad Greg was such a comfort to you both and that Ozzie’s passing was peaceful.
We miss you, Ozzie! Meorwww!
mel said,
July 14, 2006 at 7:08 pm
(hug)
katenmw said,
July 25, 2006 at 2:38 pm
Thanks, you guys!
magnus said,
August 1, 2006 at 9:09 am
Reading this post made me tear up again.
But it was good.
I DID find him totally disgusting, but I liked him anyway. Except for leaving trails of ooze and blood on my clothing, I found the rest of his “falling apart” amusing when he was on my lap.
RIP, Ozz. May you enjoy the great avacado in the sky.