Libby and Sterling
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Today Sterling returned home. His cremains have been placed in the Bast Egyptian urn I bought over a year ago. It is sitting in my curio cabinet with all my other treasures. I feel like it is a fitting time to sit down to reflect and write a tribute.
I remember the day I went to answer a newspaper ad that I saw for free kittens. There were four kittens available. Fully intending to pick out a female, my eyes connected with Sterling's and I knew he was the "ONE". He was so small, gray (I have an affinity to gray cats) and adorable. Sterling was so frisky with his siblings but the minute we started driving home, he settled into my arms and rested his little head on my shoulder, purring very sofly into my ear. Until the end he would love to be held against my chest with his head resting on my shoulder.
Sterling loved to lick my plate/bowl after I finished eating but especially the milk from my cereal or remnants of my beef stew. He loved tuna water and when he heard the can opener he would jump up on the counter and wait while I drained the water from the can. He didn't really have any favorite toys but he loved to lay down between the keyboard and the edge of the desk while I was on the computer. Towards the end he became agitated when I clicked the mouse and he would nip at my knuckles...Oh to feel those nips now :YMSIGH:
There was the night that Sterling got outside, unbeknowst to me. I realized he was nowhere to be found in the house and panicking I went out to call him home. After many hours of going from the front to backyard, my heart was breaking and I was on the verge of giving up all hope. I went out front to try one last time and was walking the brick garden wall (only 6 inches high) and in the dark, forgot the metal "Welcome" sign. My foot caught it and I fell headfirst into the dirt. Barefooted and only clad in a nightgown, I just sat and cried in my front yard at 2:00 AM. I heard a faint "mew" and there was Sterling, peeking around the bushes. Needless to say I forgot the pain in my foot. ;-)
Sterling wasn't an extraordinary cat but Nina kindly reminded me otherwise. She said "Sterling was special to you, and you to him. The kind of love you shared - that is what was extraordinary." Thank you Nina :smile:
I will miss you Ling-Ling, Ster-be, Boy-O, Pinky (due to his pink nose and paw pads), Snoopy, Lingster (all his endearment names) Mama will never, ever forget you!!!!!
I remember the day I went to answer a newspaper ad that I saw for free kittens. There were four kittens available. Fully intending to pick out a female, my eyes connected with Sterling's and I knew he was the "ONE". He was so small, gray (I have an affinity to gray cats) and adorable. Sterling was so frisky with his siblings but the minute we started driving home, he settled into my arms and rested his little head on my shoulder, purring very sofly into my ear. Until the end he would love to be held against my chest with his head resting on my shoulder.
Sterling loved to lick my plate/bowl after I finished eating but especially the milk from my cereal or remnants of my beef stew. He loved tuna water and when he heard the can opener he would jump up on the counter and wait while I drained the water from the can. He didn't really have any favorite toys but he loved to lay down between the keyboard and the edge of the desk while I was on the computer. Towards the end he became agitated when I clicked the mouse and he would nip at my knuckles...Oh to feel those nips now :YMSIGH:
There was the night that Sterling got outside, unbeknowst to me. I realized he was nowhere to be found in the house and panicking I went out to call him home. After many hours of going from the front to backyard, my heart was breaking and I was on the verge of giving up all hope. I went out front to try one last time and was walking the brick garden wall (only 6 inches high) and in the dark, forgot the metal "Welcome" sign. My foot caught it and I fell headfirst into the dirt. Barefooted and only clad in a nightgown, I just sat and cried in my front yard at 2:00 AM. I heard a faint "mew" and there was Sterling, peeking around the bushes. Needless to say I forgot the pain in my foot. ;-)
Sterling wasn't an extraordinary cat but Nina kindly reminded me otherwise. She said "Sterling was special to you, and you to him. The kind of love you shared - that is what was extraordinary." Thank you Nina :smile:
I will miss you Ling-Ling, Ster-be, Boy-O, Pinky (due to his pink nose and paw pads), Snoopy, Lingster (all his endearment names) Mama will never, ever forget you!!!!!
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