Mikey 1996 - 2013
Sweet Boy Kitty
Rest In Peace
Sitting on top of my needlepoint in the studio,
before I moved out of the house!
Yes, laying up against a needlepoint pillow!
Healthier, younger days back in Shaker Heights.
It was a sad day. Mikey stopped eating and drinking on Wednesday,
and removed himself from our daily world. Just hung out under the
dining room table,
and let us know in his own way that he was tired and ready to go.
John and I got Mikey in December of 1995, and he pretty much became
John's cat. He was all guy! Very macho. A great hunter in his day. He
would leave us 'presents' on the back stoop!
The past few years he perched on the back of the sofa right above me
as I needlepointed in the evenings. He was not the kind of kitty
that you could just reach up and pet. When he was ready for
affection, he would nonchalantly stretch out a paw and press on
my shoulder ever so lightly. God forbid if I ignored the paw!
The press would get more firm, and he would then swish his tail
into my face and eyes so that I could not
see the stitching! He knew exactly what he was doing!
He lived a good, long kitty life, and we enjoyed 17 years with him.
We will miss him.