Melanchony in the Sunlight (Geno the Cat 1996-2107)

[beccastareyes]

My mother's cat, Geno, died today. He was about 2 months out from turning 21, and arthritic and had kidney problems, and quite possibly mostly blind and losing his hearing. But we'd had him since I was a teenager. (We got him in summer of 1996, right before I entered high school. Mom called him her 'divorce cat', since Dad didn't want more than one cat in the house.)

This is the first time my mother hasn't had a cat since the early 1990s, when we first moved to Nebraska. She's said she wouldn't get another one, but that changed when my nephew came along and loves cats so much (but my brother-in-law isn't fond of cats).




In less serious news, I am probably going to stop crossposting to LJ due to their recent decisions. One can find me on Dreamwidth and Insanejournal, under the same name.

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[beccastareyes]

Yeah. He could be a pain in the butt (he never learned how to sleep through the night without bothering any human he could find, and he made it his life's mission to find a way outside*), but he was pretty chill around people (not dogs: Geno hated/was terrified of dogs).

* He was banned from outside after he spent 24 hours in the neighbor's tree crying every time he saw a human walking around. A fireman even came out for a consult and noted he didn't think he could get to Geno safely because of where in the tree he was. He eventually was persuaded down with the offer of cold cuts and the realization that, no, a human couldn't come and get him as he was 20 feet in the air.