Our cat, Lucretius Catmanuel, died today.
Luc was a cat of specific tastes. He enjoyed the odd belly rub, he loved to tap dance on our full stomachs, he desperately wanted to lick our arms ad nauseam, and took a great joy in holding loud dance parties in his litter box in the middle of the night.
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| May 2002 (the day Luc came home with us) |
He was our soft, white, furry companion for twelve years, and a slightly-bullied brother to our other cat, Oz. Luc always preferred men to women, and would often dash into the living room if we had a male friend visiting. In fact, when he started wanting to cuddle with me when I was pregnant, we joked that he was the first one to be sure I was carrying a baby boy.
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| Clay's furry friend |
Luc was an incredibly kind, patient and loving cat to our son. Both Luc and Ben loved their semi-daily squash-fests, with Ben plopped across a loudly-purring Luc.
Ben probably won't remember his loving white kitty, but we will remember for him.
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| Christmas kitty |
Luc went into cardiac arrest this morning at the vet's office, after being diagnosed with a pretty bad bladder condition yesterday.
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| watching over Ben |
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| early lessons in "gentle" |
Good ol' Luc.
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