Chapter 28 -
Life Goes on, For Some of Us
Three years since an entry. That is a reflection of how busy
we've been in Colorado. Having all the animals
under one roof took a lot of adjustment, but we
have done it. And now that we are without Homer, it seems especially
easy. Well, as easy as it gets with a dog. I still think four cats
are a lot less work than one dog.
Homer went to Rainbow Bridge in October 2003. He had very few
problems with his FIV (Feline Aids) except for persistent sinus
infections and, of course, the blindness. We never really figured
out if he sneezed on us because of the sinus infections or if
he picked up the sneezing routine from Riley Dawg. We most definitely
do not miss that disgusting habit! Homer himself is deeply missed
and is mourned on a daily basis. His photo is my screen
saver and some days I turn on my monitor and nearly start crying
at the site of Homer.
OK, I was going to write about Ripley, in her 7th year of diabetes,
but now I am caught up in Homer memories. All my cats are wonderful,
but Homer was truly special among the special. Rather than get
too maudlin over the Big Blind Guy, I will try to write about
Blind but still
enjoying the sun.
Homer the Great,
in his prime.