Requiem for Jake the Cat
His name was Jake. He was part of the Kelley family for 16 years. He was mostly white with some grey. He came to our house as a kitten, together with his brother Elwood, from a couple in our church. Elwood died three years ago, but Jake went many more miles. But this fall, Jake became increasingly frail until he could go not further.
Napping was Jake's specialty. He knew how to nap with an ease that would have made Sleeping Beauty jealous. He liked napping on the back of the couch in the sun and curling up against my back as we both would nap on a Sunday afternoon.
He and his brother were named after Jake and Elwood from the Blues Brothers. We called them the Snooze Brothers. Jake was never a homeless alley cat and saw nothing but love during his long and happy days. He suffered his old age with dignity, without raising a fuss. He became weaker and weaker, without giving up either napping or being loved. Last night, he came up on the bed beside me around 3:00 am for some petting and to lay close by my side. Today, he let go of life as easily as he napped. Goodbye, Jake.
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