Margery

We have a new member of the family. Her name is Margery and she is a rescue kitten.She's only about seven weeks old, which of course is a bit young to be separated from her mom, but she is already eating solid food and using her box. She was born to a cat that had been abandoned near the monastery (this is a problem — people abandon animals on the monastery land, but the monks are not in a position to care for them); out of a litter of six, two had already disappeared, possibly the victims of c … [Read more...]

Flawed Love

Part of what has surprised me about the loss of China has been how much my sense of grieving has been shaped by feeling guilty. Of course there's the what-if's surrounding her final illness: "I waited too long to take her to the vet," "My inaction made her suffer," "I waited too long to put her to sleep," "I put her to sleep too soon" (ah, contradictory self-accusations! That right there should be a clue that what's going on has more to do with me and my internal process than anything … [Read more...]

The Lion in Winter

My eldest cat, China, is well over 20 years old. She was a rescue kitty — she came to me when I managed the bookstore in Sewanee, and a fraternity boy at the college found her, a stray kitten, and took her to the local vet; the same vet who on the very next day I asked “Do you have any kittens up for adoption?” He brought China out to me, and it was love at first sight. The frat boy, who was a true animal lover, came and talked to me to make sure I would be a good “daddy” for the kitten; I must h … [Read more...]


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