So, after sorting through almost 1,300 pictures and videos of Loki, I chucked all 12 pages of my original rough draft for this post. Maybe the images made me realize the post sucked. Maybe it just raised different feelings and memories.
I choose to believe the latter. 😆
As I said in my recent post, I made the tough decision to put my cat to sleep on March 2nd, 2021. Because he was such a large part of my life – and because I don’t know if there’s a picture limit on WordPress – I’m going to break this down into 3 posts:
The average lifespan for an indoor-only cat is about 15 years. My sister had a cat who lived to be 18. A dear friend, on the other hand, lost his furry companion after only about 9 months. I had Loki for 10 years.
In that, I was blessed.
Also, during that time, I thought he was “a goner” twice. I mean: genuinely, started to grieve, thought he was “a goner.”
But, if there’s one thing to be said in memory of Loki, it is: He was a tough S.o.B. (If you’re not familiar with that acronym, just ask the nearest adult with the maturity of a teenager.)
And, in many ways, a second way to lovingly honor Loki is to say: The S.o.B. lived up to his namesake. I chose the name “Loki” from the Norse mythology (Full disclosure: I also love the Marvel movies 😉)
In the myths, Loki straddles the worlds between the g-ds and death. He helps and harms those around him – whichever benefits him the most. And he makes others laugh, often with his absurdity.
For those of you who didn’t know Loki, the cat – That is a generous description for him (however macabre). He was a smart, self-serving, shape-shifting, death-defying… brat.
Which, is true of most cats, if you think about it. 😄
To be continued…