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Farewell to Angelo

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AngeloAngelo made his last trip to the vet last night.

He has been my cat and best friend for 11 years.  He moved from Buffalo to Cleveland with me, and has spent the last three Christmases travelling back to my parents in Queensbury with me.

It was tough, but it was his time.  He had lost a lot of weight and wasn’t eating anymore (he also had this weird thing with his eye that we noticed Sunday).  Most telling, he didn’t jump in bed with us the last couple nights, forgoing sleeping on top of Sam’s head for sleeping in the closet.

Farewell Angelo.  You were the best cat I could have ever asked for.

Angelo in the morning

 

Vampire Kitty

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Did I ever mention that Angelo is a Vampire Kitty?

I snapped the picture below yesterday as proof.  It does explain why he sleeps so much during the day.

Of course he sleeps a lot at night as well.

Vampire Angelo

The Last Gasps of Skunky

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Skunky Angelo doesn’t do so well with being alone.  So Skunky is essentially his best friend when Sam and I are gone.

Skunky has been around for a few years now.  He is a cat toy, obviously shaped like a skunk, that squeaks every time Angelo touches him.  There were nights where I would be woken up by Angelo batting Skunky around the apartment for what seemed like an eternity.  Other nights Skunky would be in the bed next to Angelo, and in the morning I would find him in the living room.  Did Angelo move him… or is Skunky a magical toy that moves himself?  I’ll never know, but my heart tells me its the latter and Skunky is doing it to mess with Angelo.

Sunday night Sam discovered Skunky was losing what made him Skunky, his loud squeak.  It’s going away.  I won’t say it sounds like crying…. its more like he’s going hoarse. Sadly his batteries aren’t replaceable.

Last night Angelo discovered it.  I was sitting on the living room floor and Angelo came up behind Skunky and gave him a good slap on the back with paws.  Like how old friends would greet each other with a slap on the shoulder.  When Skunky didn’t make his loud squeak, but instead his low whiny gasp Angelo looked almost offended.  He just sat there, and turned his head to me for explanation.  While I tried explaining it to him, he looked disinterested.  Just walked away, with his head hanging low and leaving his best friend Skunky alone on the carpet.

Essentially setting Skunky free and knowing it was the right thing to do.

Angelo in the morning

Getting Rid of Stuff

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IMG_20140430_061021I’m in purge mode I think…..

I want to get rid of everything to have a clutter free life.

A few years ago I stopped participating in my buildings “Secret Santa” exchange.  When someone asked me why I responded “I hate knickknacks.”  That’s all you get from Secret Santa…. food and knickknacks.  Too many knickknacks equals clutter.

My office is already messy…. I don’t need anything else to mess it up. I’ve got Legos, a Rubik s cube, an Etch-a-Sketch sphere and a student desk filled with games.  That’s all I need.

So back to the purge….. Getting rid of two old couches and replacing them with a new couch and new chair was amazing.  We rearranged the living room (a little), got rid of some things (small desk, old table, lamps) and bam, clutter free living room.  I’m shocked.  Now I want it for the rest of the apartment.  Our office…. almost there….. bedroom…. may need a little work…. and the kitchen/dining room…. getting there.

But to get rid of stuff means to acknowledge that I don’t need or don’t have a connection.  Like the 25 cent end table I moved to Buffalo with.  I left its pair in Buffalo when I moved to Cleveland.  He’s solid and pretty much indestructible. Now its time to get rid of this guy and I’m torn.

IMG_20140430_060958And the cheap coffee table I picked up at a consignment store for a few dollars.  Awesome.  He comes apart and hides anywhere. But again… no need for it any more.  He’s just clutter.  But I’ve had these things longer than I’ve owned Angelo. But clutter free…..

It sounds like such a wonderful idea.

Maybe PJ will take them

Angelo

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Angelo is a strange cat.  There are very toys he actually plays with. But these squeaky animal toys are his favorite.  I’ll fall asleep seeing them on the living room floor, and wake up with one in bed with me next to my face.  It’s odd.  On more than one occasion he has woken me up pawing the squeak toys up and down the hall in the apartment. Sam shot this video last night of Angelo playing with a raccoon squeak toy on the bed.