You all know that Jasmine didn't like me much. But I liked her. Sure, I teased her sometimes, but that's what sisters do. She was my big sis, and she didn't take any guff from anybody. She was a Champion cricket hunter, she was regal, and she could be very stealthy and sneaky. She was the very definition of aloof. In short, she was a terrific cat.
I confess I didn't treat her as well as I should have in this blog, but you all saw through my kittenishness to the wonderful cat she really was. Once again, the thoughtful, caring and compassionate cats in the blogosphere have blown us away. Over a hundred comments, more than a dozen tributes (see the sidebar at left), and several private emails expressing their condolences have poured in, overwhelming Mom and I.
Mom brought me into this family a little over a year ago because she thought that Jasmine was sick, and would be going to the Bridge. She turned out not to be sick, and we were all stunned when it was Gizzy who went to the Bridge first. Now Jasmine has followed him, and while we know they are together, and happy, Mom cannot but think of how terribly sad (and lonely) she would be if she had not adopted me.
Mom's eyes were leaking often over the weekend, as she read the comments and the wonderful poems of condolences in the special tributes to Jasmine. I've been making sure she pets me, because I know that makes her feel better.
The picture below, of Jasmine on Mom's lap, was taken over 4 years ago, when Jasmine was about 10 years old. it's one of Mom's favorites of Jasmine. As you can see, Jasmine was as watchful and wary as ever. Mom was convinced Jasmine could read her mind.
Jasmine, we loved you!
Cats of the Blogosphere, we love you! Thank you!