Saturday, July 15, 2006

stuff on my cat

I don't mean to be deceiving, but I don't actually have a cat. The closest I have ever come was Willie, a neighborhood cat we adopted while I was in high school. I had always dreamed of having an animal sleep with me at night that would curl up next to me and keep my right calf warm at night. I tried letting Willie sleep with me, but every time I was about to slip off into dreamland, I would shift my feet ever so slightly, and BAM! Willie's un-declawed paws would be penetrating my sheets and de"feet"ing my feet. So out of my room he would go. Willie was an outdoor cat (as was proven by the neighborhood mockingbirds' unfounded loathing towards him and their subsequent dive bombing attempts at his rear end. You'd think he'd tried to harm one of their beloved family members..........), so he was comfortable in the outdoors.

I remember when I was a freshman in college, and we were getting ready to move out of our house, Dad and I were concerned about what was going to happen to Willie. As I mentioned before, Willie wasn't an indoor cat, and our neighborhood was his home, so moving him may not have been the best idea. Well, on one particular visit home from college for the weekend...or maybe it was a school break, I don't know, I remember Willie sitting at the front door in the middle of the night, his gaze going back and forth from me to the door, me back to the door. "Let me out, Becki. Please? I don't ask much." He never did that. He always stayed inside for the night with us, so I recall thinking that it was odd, but it was late and I wanted to go to bed, so I didn't dwell on it, and I let him out.

That was the last time I ever saw Willie. Dad and I both drove around the neighborhood looking for him, because he was always around somewhere. I remember a particularly rough night when I got really sad because my life was in a great period of change and I just wanted to hug my cat. I went driving around the neighboorhood looking everywhere I could think of looking for him. I never found him, and I think that maybe it was God's way of sparing us having to say goodbye. That might sound silly, but the way things happened was much easier than if we'd had to just leave him behind.

I loved Willie, even though he scratched me sometimes.

Anyway, all that to say, I found this website from my friend Sara's blog. It's funny.

15 comments:

Daniel said...

Wow. That's sad and good at the same time. That website is really funny. I love the "Locked and Loaded" one. It is almost as funny as the picture of a cat with machine gun in a window.

Castles In The Sand said...

Becki, that is the saddest thing I've ever read. Cats are the ultimate survivors, and I'm sure Willie's putting those undeclawed paws to use right now. If you ever want to come over so my keykeys can warm your calves... It's okay with me. And, please, don't ever post anything this sad again.

Jenni said...

seriously, funny wit next time... I'm super sad now, and it's only 9 a.m. on Sunday. :)

You need to visit Walter... have you met him yet? He's coming up with us to Dallas!

Rachel said...

Willie was kind of a jerk. I guess you don't remember that he almost blinded me in my right eye and not-so-inadvertedly killed my parakeet. P.S. the Newsboys played that song you like at the concert the other night. The conference was AMAZING! I'll tell you more on the phone or when I visit. Love you!

victory said...

She can post whatever she wants to. It's her blog. Speaking of which... update!

Daniel said...

Victoria is right. If you don't like what she is blogging about then don't read her blog. It is a free country you know.

becki said...
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becki said...

hey hey hey guys.......peace. peace be with you.

victory said...

Becki, I'm just sayin' that if they don't like it, then they don't have to read it. Yes, we like funny stuff, but life's not all fun and games. They should not scold you for making them sad about your cat, they should visit stuffonmycat.com and then praise you for putting it on your blog and tell you how hilarious it is. Also... update! I don't have a life, so I visit your blog every day! Don't let me down girl!

Castles In The Sand said...

Of course the Beckster may post as she wishes. Happy, sad, interesting, introspective, hilarious, notable, boring or otherwise... I believe my sarcastic comment about posting nothing sad was misinterpreted as being a demand that she not post anything sad. No such case. I too am a frequent OverGround reader and appreciate everything Becki posts in her wicked cool writing style. I especially enjoyed the keykey story. Big fan! (Of you and da kitties) Love you, Becki! LOST marathon soon...

victory said...

I didn't know you were being sarcastic. I just thought you were being too sensitive. Sorry.
Peace out!

Daniel said...

I knew you were being sarcastic and I was trying to be sarcastic too. Oh well... it's all good.

v ictory said...

Next time you ppl want to use sarcasm, could you please say so?! Just put *sarcasm* on the end of your statement, or something.

victory said...

Becki... POST!!!! I don't have a life, so I check everyone's blog every day! Including your's! Please post!

Daniel said...

I normally do that. I just thought that you guys would know that I am not that rude and would never say something like that completely seriously.

None of you imbeciles can understand sarcasm and I hate all of you. /sarcasm