Thursday, October 18, 2007

Bobby


When I first moved to Austin five (Five!) years ago, I was lonely. But one day, when I was walking through the parking lot of my apartment building, I heard a strange little howling. Lo and behold! It was a kitty, a dear, funny, sort of stupid kitty, caught in between a fence and a tree. I saved the kitty, planning to be a foster parent for a little while. But the kitty was wonderful, and the kitty became a part of my life.

Yesterday, the kitty died. He had a liver ailment, and he was really sick. His name was Bobby Doyle, and I will miss him.

5 comments:

weege said...

Sorry to hear about Bob. Poor little man.

Just wanted to let you know that I'm thinking about you guys.

james said...

Thanks, Weege. He was a wonderful kitty. I'm glad ya'll got to meet him.

Anonymous said...

The world is missing a wonderful boy-cat. And pet//owner homologies continue to be a source of humor and love. I should know.

Joshie Juice said...

Oh, death. Fuck. I'm sorry for your and his loss.

So sorry. Sleep well, lil' bob.

Stacie Styles said...

I am so sorry.