lydy | Shopping for a Ginger Jar (Naomi 2000

My cat Naomi died today around noon, probably of a stoke. She's been doing poorly, lately, but was still purring and active right up to the end. She was a funny, opinionated cat who used to bully David around. She never figured out how to sit on laps. Her favorite thing was for David to lie down on the bed, and she would lie stretched out next to him, and he would scratch her chest and belly. She would hound him when he was working on his desk until he would finally lie down so she could be petted. None of this getting up on the lap stuff for her.

Pamela and I brought her and her sister Arwen home from the pound in January of 2001. Naomi, a teeny tiny tortie, hissed at the person who took her out of the cage. She was mentored by my aging Lilith, and she in turn was best friends with Nuit. Naomi used to run into the bedroom, and make a kind of querying "prrrtt" noise to let Nuit know that the game was afoot, and they'd then go rocketing off together through the night.

She was a deeply opinionated cat with mad hiding skills. If she didn't want to be found, that was the end of that. She was also incredibly smart. Some years ago, she saw me put the cat carriers into the cat-free zone the night before the vet appointment. When I returned in the morning to take them to their appointment, Arwen was sleeping on the bed, but Naomi was no where to be found. Eventually, I took Arwen in for her shots, and Naomi had to be rescheduled.

Ginger jars make very nice, cat-sized urns, and both Lilith and Arwen are in appropriate ginger jars. I just made an offer on one on eBay that I think will suit Naomi.

I miss her very much.