Tuesday, October 21, 2008

Six months


It's been six months since Figaro got his wings. Jett and I still think of him every day and miss him something fierce. His ashes are in a box on our night table next to his toy pony Max, who was a gift from his Uncle Trabis. Jett is particularly lonely. He was never a talker. Until now. I guess he just couldn't get a word in edgewise with Figaro around hogging the limelight. Jett was content to be a featured player. Figaro always said Jett was brilliant in the role of Second Fiddle Player. Over these months, Jett has become quite vocal. He cries when he's alone. Loud whining sounds that stop when I'm with him. It's amazing and heartbreaking. I guess I'm realizing now that while I had a life and a job that took me outside the house on a regular basis, Jett spent every moment of his life with Figaro. So now we're thinking it's time to bring a little brother into the picture. When we meet the right one, we'll know it.

Figaro can never be replaced, of course. He was my soulmate. But there's still more love to share and I know Figaro would want Jett and me to be happy. When I return from a short vacation next week, we'll start scouring the kitty adoption agencies. Wish us luck.

And all of this, just to say it's time to bring this little corner of blogdom back to life. It seems Jett has found his voice and, as it turns out, has quite a lot to say. I'm fairly certain Figaro will also be paying visits from the Great Beyond. We're pretty sure he's hangin' around or at least paying us visits anyway. It's only a matter of time before he takes up his cosmic keyboard and drops some Heavenly pearls of wisdom. I've already received a personal message, advising that MASSACHUSETTS THE HEAVENLY MUSICAL is a huge smash.

And there's just no telling what our new kitty may have to say, once we find him, of course.


Love,
-Michael and Jett

3 Comments:

Blogger Bev Sykes said...

My friend Olivia had two cats, Betsy and Linda Jean. She got Betsy as a kitten to keep LJ company. When I came on the scene, both were mature cats and you hardly ever saw LJ. She was this big ol' plotsy cat who was always asleep. Betsy ruled the roost and was quite vocal in her demands.

Sadly, Betsy got very sick and had to be put down. Within a matter of days, Linda Jean had suddenly developed a personality. She purred, she talked, she was sociable. It was like she was saying, "Well, it was about TIME you got rid of that bitch!"

So glad to hear that Jett is going to take quill in paw and try to channel Figaro. I've missed Figaro's words of wisdom.

10:21 PM  
Blogger Bettinarama said...

Linus and Figaro are dancing and singing with each other, I just know it. They were our angel animals. I'm giving you a big, big virtual hug. I know how hard it must have been to say goodbye...

8:08 AM  
Blogger Bettinarama said...

Linus and Figaro are most certainly dancing in heaven. My hear goes out to you. I know how hard it is to say goodbye to an angel.

All my love-
- be

8:09 AM  

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