May 29, 2013
Not So Happy Ending
Growing up, I never owned cats or dogs. Pets just weren't my thing. When I got married, I inherited 2 cats. Their names are Ace and Happy, both girls. Happy's very tiny. Most people who meet her for the first time, think she is a kitten, but she's actually 10 years old. Recently when I was in Korea, Yun told me that Happy stopped eating completely. She took her to the vet and we found out she had cancer. She passed away 3 days later. Gone are our little rituals. Every morning at 5:30AM, Happy would come into our bed and jump on my head to wake me up. That meant feed her. I would drag my ass to the kitchen and put out food. She'd take one look at her meal and walk away and not eat it until later on in the day. I was being mocked or made fun of by her. It's not something I questioned. I just went along with the gag every morning. Once I had this really expensive Noguchi floor lamp. It was in the shape of a large ball. Did I mention it was expensive? Of course I did. For no apparent reason, Happy took a swan dive into it from my dresser. I don’t mean a clumsy kind of cat running around, slipping, jump dive. This was a Greg Louganis, get as much height as possible, full gainer dive. The lamp was obliterated. It was one of the most impressive things I’ve ever witnessed. Happy had this strange habit of staring at me intensely from one foot away. I’d see her coming down the hallway from a distance. Her eyes would be locked on mine, gaping like a lunatic. She’d keep walking slowing towards me, never breaking her glare, until we were face to face, 10 inches apart. She'd sit there and easily go 15 minutes without blinking. In truth it was somewhat unnerving. It was like having someone with supernatural powers stare into your brain and know what your stupid thoughts were. Cat power. Happy was very pretty. A model for sure. Her name said it all.