Monday, September 27, 2010

Our Hearts are A Blaze





With Us
May 10th of 2010 -- September 27th of 2010

With his crooked smile and his huge heart, Blaze quickly warmed even the most skeptical of hearts. He had a personality, along with plenty of quirks, that made him instantly lovable. With Blaze's not so pleasant past involving being abandoned twice, and having the scars to show it, he should have been completely apprehensive of people. However, Blaze was just the opposite and was completely trusting and eager to please. He even humored us by nearly learning how to use the toilet instead of his litter box.





He also loved to be where we were at, especially if we just sat outside while he ran around the yard. He especially hated it when we had to go to work. His ideal life would have been if we just all stayed home all day, every day, took cat naps often, and left the door open so we could come and go as we pleased.

If we hosted dinner and ate at the dining
room table, and stayed there for conversation, he would wait patiently under my chair or beside the table hoping that everyone would relocate to the living room so that he could curl up on our laps.


He was forever envious of the computer. And would do his best to remove it from our laps, so that he could have the prized position to himself, and when he couldn't have our lap, he would hang out on the computer, often doing things to the keyboard that we didn't know how to do, yet alone undo.


He was also the best snuggler, and he loved to join us in bed -- unless there was a mouse on the loose upstairs -- and would purr and 'knead' at my old bathrobe (his favorite blanket) and sleep contently with us until we got up in the morning. He tried hard to not be the last one out of bed, as that would be lazy!

Blaze is buried by our house, in a sunny spot, near the end of the bench... so even in passing he'll remain close to where the parties are--among all the people--which is where he wanted and liked to be.

We continue to miss Blaze: His little pouch wagging as he ran up the walk, the way he wanted to lead the way and show us how to do things--like open the door, how he couldn't wait to get on our laps or to sleep on the bed, or to just play. He was a very special cat, and we will always love him. ♥


to bigger and better adventures Blaze


1 comment:

  1. This is beautiful. I'm crying genuine tears for you. I'm so sorry again for your loss.

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