Bootsie
Our Beloved Cat
1993-2013
Bootsie…
Our beloved loyal companion and treasured friend, yours was a
life well lived.
You always were the consummate encourager, whether someone
was recovering from back surgery, or just feeling blue and wanting someone to
listen; you were always there.
You were a skilled mother of two litters, both of which you potty
trained yourself. Never mind the fact that you had them in Tricia’s parents’
bed, yet did not leave a mess.
You tolerated many a move to different homes, and then there were those boys that would come calling
for your master’s hand. You helped weed them out and comforted me when they
broke my heart. You always knew when I
was lonely and would snuggle in my lap with loud, comforting purrs.
Then it finally happened, a man who loved us both, whom you were
sure would treasure both you and me, and you gave him your hearty approval! You were thrilled when he cut holes in homes
to accommodate your nightly wanderings, and built you walkways so your little
feet did not have to touch the wet morning grass. He became your hero when he rescued you from the
neighbor’s roof, and then from the top of our porch umbrella!
You never met a stranger.
You loved every human who entered your path and thought they all should
love you too. You used to be on the neighborhood
welcoming committee, and enjoyed finding your way into people’s homes as they
unloaded their groceries.
You went against the grain and didn’t belong to the cat
union of self aggrandizement. You would come when called, and you’d follow along
to be where the action was taking place. Even at the vet, while you hated being there, you were
grateful for the care; so much so, that your motor would hum and drown out
whatever had derailed you.
You loved being loved on and sought out love and affection
whether it was convenient or not. You
would knock and scratch on doors until they were opened for you. You would lay on the newspaper or a book, not
caring who was reading it, as long as their attention was diverted from their
reading to you.
As time passed, you were subverted by a couple of small and
stinky noise makers. Yet you learned to love them, and they loved you, too.
Paul and David were their names and they kept you busy and on your toes. What fun we
had together. Love, giggles, and hugs we shared. Happy days and sad… you purred
and snuggled us through.
You were our boys’ first pet. And oh how they loved you, and how tolerant
you were of their antics! You allowed
them to learn to brush you before they even knew what “gentle” was. You never complained of their roughness, you
knew it was their way to love.
You
learned how to dodge tractors, dump trucks, and soccer balls. You enjoyed just hanging out and watching
them dig to their hearts content. You
even loved to come in and learn right along with us when we started school.
You were such a big part of our family. You were and still are dearly loved, and will
be greatly missed… your early morning meows and your persnickety requests for
fresh water 2 or more times a day, only from a glass bowl, and preferably
served on the floor in the bathroom.
Our
hearts will have a hole that can never be filled by any other kitty. We love you and miss you… thank you for
loving us so well!
Your humans… Tricia, James, Paul, and David
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