{"id":176,"date":"2009-04-13T13:13:09","date_gmt":"2009-04-13T17:13:09","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/mikestrawbridge.com\/blog\/?p=176"},"modified":"2009-04-26T16:42:46","modified_gmt":"2009-04-26T20:42:46","slug":"goodbye-to-zelda","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/mikestrawbridge.com\/blog\/2009\/04\/goodbye-to-zelda\/","title":{"rendered":"Goodbye to Zelda"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><figure id=\"attachment_191\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-191\" style=\"width: 300px\" class=\"wp-caption alignnone\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"http:\/\/mikestrawbridge.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/04\/dsc02879-300x225.jpg\" alt=\"Zelda the cat in the grass\" title=\"Zelda\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-191\" srcset=\"http:\/\/mikestrawbridge.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/04\/dsc02879-300x225.jpg 300w, http:\/\/mikestrawbridge.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/04\/dsc02879-1024x768.jpg 1024w, http:\/\/mikestrawbridge.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/04\/dsc02879.jpg 2048w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-191\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Zelda the cat in the grass<\/figcaption><\/figure>I have never really been a cat person.  In fact when I was younger I was allergic to cat and would break out in red whelps whenever I was exposed to cat hair.<\/p>\n<p>I am much more of a dog guy.  I love my big lovable mutt <a href=\"http:\/\/my-dog-smash.blogspot.com\">Smash.<\/a>  We love to romp in the woods together and enjoy the outdoors.<\/p>\n<p>This cat however, won me over with her unconditional love.  She would always rub against me every time I was in range.  She would walk a figure eight between my legs.  I was always tripping over her in the mornings as she refused to get out from under my feet.<\/p>\n<p>At night her favorite place to sleep was on top of me.  If I lay on my side she would be on my hip.  If I had an itch under the covers, she would pounce on my hand.  She had a very loud and soothing purr that would always boost my mood as she lay beside or on top of me in the bed.<\/p>\n<p>She was a little gray cat that my son rescued from the animal shelter.  She had been with us less than a year.  I did not realize how much I had grown attached to her until this weekend when my son found her dead in the yard.  Apparently she had been killed by a dog bite.<\/p>\n<p>I try to think of the happy times when I would pick her up and cuddle her and tell her that she does not even notice that I don\u2019t like cats.  She never did notice.  She just cuddled and purred to me.<\/p>\n<p>I had never known a cat to purr so loudly or so often.  Her purr would vibrate the whole bed when she lay beside me.  She was such a sweet and loving animal.  <\/p>\n<p>I am trying to make sense of her death by looking at things metaphysically.  I do remember one day recently thinking that if she never purred like that to me again I would feel really sad.  That was an accurate prediction.  I am very sad that I will never feel her purr for me again.<\/p>\n<p>I know that her death means there is some part of me that has died or that I think needs to die.  I am looking for that part.<\/p>\n<p>For now I am going to try to think about what she taught me about love.  She loved me and showed me affection even thought I did not like cats.  She won me over with her love and purring.  I never even minded that she would nip at my legs in the morning after I got out of the shower. She was a very loving little spirit.  I guess her job here was done.  But I miss her.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I have never really been a cat person. In fact when I was younger I was allergic to cat and would break out in red whelps whenever I was exposed to cat hair. I am much more of a dog guy. I love my big lovable mutt Smash. We love to romp in the woods &hellip; <\/p>\n<p class=\"link-more\"><a href=\"http:\/\/mikestrawbridge.com\/blog\/2009\/04\/goodbye-to-zelda\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> &#8220;Goodbye to Zelda&#8221;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[71,26],"tags":[73,72],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/mikestrawbridge.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/176"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/mikestrawbridge.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/mikestrawbridge.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/mikestrawbridge.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/mikestrawbridge.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=176"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"http:\/\/mikestrawbridge.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/176\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":193,"href":"http:\/\/mikestrawbridge.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/176\/revisions\/193"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/mikestrawbridge.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=176"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/mikestrawbridge.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=176"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/mikestrawbridge.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=176"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}