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Sugarfoot came into my life in the spring of 2003. He was adopted by my best girl Donna, and right from the start, I knew he and I would be best buds. Sugarfoot was a white cat with puffy orange clouds across his body, a real looker! Everyone in the neighborhood who saw him commented on how beautiful he was. Sugarfoot knew this, too :) A month after his adoption, we decided he needed a feline friend, and that's when we adopted Simon. It took a while for them to get past their initial "who the heck is this" stage, but once they did, they were the best of buds. They hunted together in the brush behind my townhouse, many times late into the evening and sometimes even at night, knowing that I would have my flashlight out looking for them if they weren't back by nine (this was a little game they played; they liked me looking for them). The fished the small pond of water to the other side of my backyard, using their paws as fishing poles. It was hilarious watching them. They walked the same path so many times in the backyard, they left a physical path in the grass--a perfect diagonal line. When inside, they tussled like two Roman gladiators--very rough, but very loving. When I had shoulder surgery in 2004, Sugarfoot never left my side. He wasn't a lap cat, but he slept on my chest then, until I was better. He was so loyal, so loving, and I miss him dearly. When he was six months old, he was diagnosed with a heart condition (cardiomyopathy), but with medicine and an endless supply of love, he lived another five years. Sugarfoot taught me it's not how long you love someone, but how fiercely, and my bud, I love you fiercely still. I'll always remember the hurricane we toughed out together with Simon, the greetings you gave me when I got home from work, the way you toyed with the fish in the fish tank, how you rolled on the deck when I was brushing you, how you seemed to even smile at times. You were a special guy, and we had a special friendship, and I will remember you always with the greatest fondness and love. Take care my bud. I will see you again! JR 10/29/2026 Hi, my bud. Another year has passed, and my how the years seem to get faster with each that passes! It's been eighteen of them since we lost contact with each other, and sometimes it does feel that long, but other times it feels as if it's only been weeks. The feelings never change, the love most of all, but the sense of time sure does. I guess the longer we're here, the faster time seems to move because we get better and better, through experience, at realizing just how much we can do with a given allotment of time. It's both a depressing and freeing thought. I like to think that because you were young when you passed, each year seemed a grand amount of time to you, and that although you were young when you left, your time didn't feel short to you. Around last Christmas, your name was mentioned at the ceremony that is done right up the road from here at the cemetery where my parents are buried. It was calming in a way I can't describe to hear you name mentioned aloud. I do find it harder and harder to write my annual remembrances to you, Simon, Billie, Sam and Tiger. I find the older I get, the less I have to say/write (although what I feel is as strong as ever), but mostly, I've said all I can say, written all I can write. I hope you and Simon and are still hanging out the way you did here. I hope you have made new friends. I hope I get to see you again. I love you, and I miss you. I hope the last of that says it all, my great friend. You were were an amazing light in this world. Until I see you again, take care my bud. JR |
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