Sorry, I've Been Gone

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Well, after nearly 3 weeks, it looks like nobody likes my pitch for "GERTA!" Oh, well. Back to the drawing board.

I've been absent on my blog site due to some very sad reasons. One of my very best friends passed away last Saturday and we had to bury him on Sunday after church. For the previous two weeks, we'd worried about him. He seemed to be going down hill fast, getting weaker and weaker by the day. The doctor made some tests and told us it was liver failure. He put my friend on antibiotics but they didn't seem to help. I think the case was far too advanced for anything to help. I called all my kids to tell them to prepare for the worst. Two of my kids who live nearby came to visit him on Saturday afternoon just before he died, and gave him the love he always craved. I too gave him as much love as I could, then laying him in his bed, he quietly slipped away.

Tigger was a beautiful kitty. Yellow, with white boots and chest. He was the most loving cat I've ever owned. Loyal as any dog could ever be. He loved to follow me around the yard, watching me work, hoping to get a pat on the head or a stroke along his silky body. He would even follow us when my wife and I went for a walk down the street. He was deathly afraid of dogs, however. A German Shepard almost killed him a few years ago, and we had to nurse him back to health. We had two cats, actually. Our other one, called Sassy, is a lovey cat too, and purrs if you just look at her. But to me, that's not a sincere purr. Tigger, on the other hand, would purr, but only if you gave him love, and he would snuggle against me, wrapping his arms around my neck, and purr loudly. That to me was a sincere purr. I never thought I could love a cat as much as I loved this cat. I never thought a cat could be as loyal as a dog. But Tigger was an exceptional cat, and I miss him.

Now, on to a less depressing subject. Yesterday, as I tried to bring up some of my writing files from my jump drive, I accidently hit the delete key instead of the enter key and lost all three of them. Evidently, once files on a jump drive are deleted, it's permanent. Fortunately, I have back ups. But they're more than a week old, and I'd made some major changes in that time. I just hope I can remember the changes I made and redo everything.

Oh, what a week!!!

About Paul West

Paul West is a freelance writer and novelist. Born and raised in the San Francisco Bay Area, Paul claims to be a "Prune Picker," though he now makes his home in Taylorsville, Utah.

You can follower him on Twitter: @PaulWWest

Published: Thursday, March 13, 2008

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  1. Sorry about the loss of your friend, the cat. That's always hard.

    As to lost files . . . my friend. It has been my salvation.

  2. Thanks Candace. For your kind wishes and for the Internet tip. I only lost a week or so worth of work and I'm just about done with recreating it.

  3. Hey Paul,

    Pretty sad story. I've never been a cat fan, but dogs have been a significant part of my life. Tippy, Poco, Puppy, Betsy, and now Sadie. Tippy was my dog through my childhood and died while I served a mission. It was hard to get the word. Happily, there is a heaven.

  4. I hear you Bruce. I've mostly been a dog fan myself. Dogs are brave, loyal, trustworthy -- you know, all those boy scout traits (it's been too many years since I memorized all that stuff).

    But, you have to keep in mind that this cat was no ordinary cat. He was more like a dog in a lot of ways. He was more than just a pet to stroke and make purr. He was my companion whenever I was working in the yard, or going for a walk. He was dog-like when we ate dinner, begging for food like a dog would. He would sit by the garage door, or back patio door, waiting for me to come out just so he could be near me. It didn't matter whether or not I petted him. He just wanted to be with me.

    You're right. I'm so glad there's a heaven.

    My wife wants to know, do cats and other animals go to the Celestial Kingdom like we do? I know in the Book of Revelation it portrays animals as singing praises to Heavenly Father and Jesus. But what about all those pesky flies, ants, and other ugly looking bugs? What about all the mice, rats, etc.? Do they go there too? If so, I think we'll be overrun by them, LOL.

  5. Hi Paul,
    I'm sorry that I had to read this through your blog! But, I'm glad I took a few minutes to check in on your musings while I booted up this morning... must have been meant to be! I'm so, so sorry about Tigger! I think your Tigger was like my Tiger when I was a kid... followed me everywhere! Then I fell in love with dogs, because of Tiger... he just seemed like he was in the wrong body-type!
    As for animals, bugs, insects, etc... you bet they go to the Celestial Kingdom! Just because "we" think they're (the bugs) bad, or ugly, doesn't mean they are vindictive! They are doing what is natural for them, even if it is killing our plants, or biting us! I know that in the Celestial Kingdom, they'll be our loved ones up there and we'll honor and respect them, and realize just how much we love them, and how much they really did for us here on Earth, even if we can't see how that's possible now!
    Okay, there is your baby sister's version of how I see the afterlife!
    Love you Big Brother!

  6. Hey Baby Sister,

    That's exactly how I see things in the Celestial Kingdom. Good comments.