Padraic Angus McCat

It has been a difficult and strange week without Paddy.  So many aspects of our lives have changed in this past week.

• Scratching his chin, his ears while he sits on my chest after lunch or while watching TV or in bed at night. 
• Being greeted at the door when you come back from errands. 
• Playing hide-and-seek with him as you make the bed. 
• Seeing him snoozing in front of the fireplace in the morning. 
• Eating lunch with him as he insists on trying to sample whatever you're having.
• Watching him watch birds on the fountain and listening to his chatter.  
• Giving him catnip on his favorite blanket.
• Losing your seat on the couch to him when you get a refill from the kitchen. 
• Watching TV in the evening with him.
• Trying to type while he promenades across the desk and rubs his head against my lampshade. 
• Opening the front window so he can peak out at the street. 
• All those pills for all those years.  
• All that kitty litter and cat hair in the vacuum cleaner.  
• Watching Caro entice him to eat, one tiny morsel at a time on the couch. 
• Getting him to jump from the sink to the shelf by the bathtub. 
• Getting him to jump from one car's roof to the other in the garage. 
• Playing with his mouse on a cord (or was it a cord on a mouse?)
• Back at the other house, how he could leap after the laser dot and get higher than the top of the door lintel.  
• Listening to his purr change when you scratched just the right spot on his cheek. And then he would yawn this great huge yawn.

Such an effervescent part of our life.