Goodbye to the greatest cat ever.

In Feb 2001, I found myself living alone in a crappy studio apartment. It was a low point in my life and I was incredibly depressed. My friend Patti insisted that no house was a home unless two beings were breathing the air, so she dragged me to a pet store. A cat had been unceremoniously dumped there with a litter of kittens. She also fostered an abandoned kitten at the store. Patti said all the kittens were adopted, including two she was taking, but no one had any interest in the mother. I went reluctantly, because I wasn’t a ‘cat person’. I met the mother cat, a small grey cat with bright green eyes and a ringed tail. 

 Her name was Flour, and I decided as soon as I saw her that I’d take her home.
On Sunday afternoon I had to say good bye to Flour. She seemed to make a bit of an improvement from the last update, but on Sunday morning, we found her under a chair, listless and unwilling to move. When we got back from the errands we had to run, she was on her side and had begun to have labored breathing. We knew she didn’t have long, so we took her outside, in the incredible sunshine we got. We laid next her and pet, cuddled and scratched her belly, until she finally died. 

Flour was the greatest cat who ever lived, and there will never be such a sweet feline ever. I’ll miss her insistence on laying on my chest, her purring so loud you can’t hear the television, and her insistent meows for food. She saved me in the worst time and was there for the best. She was my best friend for 14 years, and my constant companion. I loved her so much, and will miss her terribly and for a long time.