One day, many moons ago (when I was still a bratty pre-teen girl), my cousin Jeff showed up at our house with a very small kitten with very large ears. His name was Yoda (due to the big ears) and he would be staying with us for a few days. Just until Jeff's landlord stopped checking for cats...
Well, as I said, that was many moons ago. As in, a long time. And Yoda has been a member of the family ever since. We love that cat more than you can imagine - and yesterday he left us. It was his time, and we are all so grateful that we had a chance to be together as a family - with Yoda - for a holiday weekend and to say goodbye.
And now, for a few little thoughts on Yo...
Yoda was the runt of the litter. He even had to be helped into the world. But he made up for his tiny beginning by eating. He definitely earned the nickname, Chubs.
When he was young - and skinny - Yoda would walk along the one-inch ledge by our very large and very high picture window. Spooky-looking from outside... especially on Halloween!
Yoda didn't know he was a cat. He greeted people at the door like a dog. He was a good dog.
Yoda taught Sam, our other cat (who adopted Yoda and truly believed she had given birth to the little runt), how to purr. He was a master at the art.
Yoda couldn't catch a bug to save his life. He would try for hours, only to wear himself out and finally give up. Then Sam would reach up and get that bug in one try. Poor Yoda.
Yoda was very creative when he wanted attention - or food. His latest trick was playing the piano, always the same tune, to wake up the household at breakfast time!
Yoda loved the movie "Jurassic Park," and truly believed he was a raptor. You'd believe it, too, if you knew that cat!
Finally, because this could go on for a really long time, I'll sum it all up with Jake's words. "Yoda was a nise cat."
Yep, that about sums it all up. We'll miss you Yo-Yo. You were a sweet boy cat.