I can't even believe I am writing this post. I feel bad. I feel bad for me, I feel bad for my family, I feel bad for you, but especially I feel very bad for the cat that was not mine.
You all have been intimately involved with him from the beginning, when he appeared in our yard on January 31, 2010.
He was first referred to as Who Is This Cat?!! when he persistently hung around the perimeter of our yard.
He soon made his home on Charlie and Hecate's favorite winter bed, and called it HIS. He became NOT My Cat.
He began following me everywhere, whenever I was outside. He became NotMyCat.
Which soon became Not My Lap Cat...
And we eventually called him Buzz.
On Friday, I spent the day with Nancy Brown, translating a picture of "Buzz" into fabric. When I came home, I looked for him unsuccessfully. I searched again on Saturday, but no luck. As I drove to church on Sunday, I searched the gutters, fearing the worst.
On Sunday afternoon, I thought he might have gotten locked in the car. I went around the front corner of the yard, behind a tree, and found him. He was gone. I couldn't believe it. I still can't believe it. He was one of the coolest cats ever. He was quiet and dignified and he absolutely adored me. And now he's gone.
On Sunday I finished up the applique, now I have to find a worthy background.
Rest in peace, NotMyCat...
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