Sunday, September 12, 2010
My Friend Pink
I was doing good on the blog. Everything was going fine. I was spewing my vegan agenda to the masses every Monday, all the while posting personal material and doing the "Wordless Wednesday" thing every week.
And then something horrible happened.
My friend Pink got sick and died.
I knew that the next entry on my blog needed to be a tribute to him but it was (and still is) very hard to talk about. So I put it off and put if off until now, which as I write this, I am still hesitant because he really was one of my very best friends.
I don't think I could put into words all that he meant to me. But I will give it a try
Pink was unlike any other pet I have ever owned.
He had little strange traits that provided Jennifer and I with at least one laugh every day. That's pretty impressive. If someone can make you laugh once a day without the ability to speak, I think that's doing pretty good. Over the past ten years or so, he was my constant companion, always there when I got home, wanting to be fed, then, after that, taunting his new friend Stuart for a while before finally taking his hours long nap. I miss him very much and I will never forget him. I really want to write more because he deserves a better tribute, but I can't because it really is too hard. So I would only ask that those of you who knew Mr. Pink, take a moment to remember the funny things he did and remember him for the wonderful cat that he was.