rest in peace, little Boots
Booooooots!!
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This little scamp of a cat has lived at my house since 1992. I think he may even be older than Graham!! I remember coming home on a visit from RIT during the fall of 1992 and my brother had found him. He was such a mellow cat, cuddly and just all around nice. He used to come into our house but we had this crazy lab Cassie who HATED cats- and she was BIG and she would terrorize poor little Boots so that he stopped coming into our house. He became the neighborhood cat and the guy next door would feed him, in addition to everyone else.
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That crazy Cassie scared poor Boots so bad that he didn’t come into our house until these past few months. I swear! That’s TWELVE YEARS of living as an outside cat!! Talk about having nine lives. But inside he came, little by little- as I am sure he could no longer smell Cassie and it just looked so different inside- or he became senile and forgot about her…
So we’d risk it (we don’t have a litter box) and let him in and feed him and give him water. He was so crazy he would fall asleep with his face in the water bowl, purring away. My kids loved him. I loved him, and Dave, well… Dave loved teasing him.
Boots became a fixture at the studio- he would greet certain people like Mike and Robin as they came in. Mike would pet him, even though he is allergic to cats, and even though Boots had sticks and leaves and junk just all tangled in his fur. The rest of us would watch his comings and goings and laugh at crazy old BOOOOTS as he methodically made his way up from the river every morning, or like in the picture above, slept in the middle of a lawn! How bizarre! Who does that?
Well, Boots doesn’t anymore and I am the sadder for it. See, he was the last of the animals that my Mom had, and that she loved. So Boots’ passing to me is even more painful because he was my Moms. And now it feels OFFICIAL. There is no animal left that my Mom loved, and she was the biggest animal lover….
Boooooots! Big shoutout to the little scrabbly dude.
Mr. Boots will be missed. I am so sorry Carla for your loss. xoxo
oh boots!!! i only met you that one sunny day for my one on one session with miss C – but when i left, he wallked me to the front of the house and greeted the UPS man who was leaving a package on the stoop. he’s probably lying in the middle of a cloud with your mom. goodbye lit’l man.
Awww.. that’s so sad
Carla I’m very sorry for your loss.
boots. i am sorry i didn’t get the stick out. i’ll miss you buddy.
I will miss the scarabbly Mr Boots, he was always around while we were building the studio, purring and looking like he wanted to be pet then when you tried he was like…sike:)
Carla, I am so sorry to hear this… as a animal lover, my heart really hurts for you, next time we see you we are going to give you a huge Rob and Kathleen hug.
Oh, no! Boots. I hate it when pets leave us. So sorry, Carla. I cannot believe how long that little feline lived! He was one scrappy cat! Hugs.
Mr Boots…. I want to apologize for not letting you in the house at the last PUG…
I could have sworn that you were not allowed in the house. I hope you get the chance to catch all the mice you can up there in heaven. I hear the mice let you catch them there. (Should make it pretty easy on your old bones) Always; know you were tremendously loved down here on earth and thank you for touching so many people. We will miss you!
oh boots. he was such a cutie pie. i’m glad we all got to have a laugh and share stories about him when we had that pizza party. How cute was he sittin’ right outside the door. Boots is up on your momma’s cloud.
BOOOOOOOTS!!! one of my favorite pics is from way back during one of my visits home…it’s of Boots balls. LOL
Oh Carla. I’m sorry. That breaks my heart. Big love and a huge long bear hug from NY. : (
ohhhhno – is that the kitty that was in the kitchen that day? He didnt look so good at that time, really.
Oh Carla, I’m sorry. poor boooots. It sounds like he led a long and adventure filled life.
Boooots….I will miss his little scrabbly dabbly ways….and Strider will miss sniffing the air and smelling him. xo
oh carla I’m so sorry, it’s the little things that seem to hurt the most! I love u bunches!
Boots just missed your mama so much he wanted to go be with her! Now they are both watching over you. If you think about it you are really one lucky gal!!!