Goodbye to Rama

My loyal Rama is no more

When he was younger, Rama even enjoyed a doll swing, attended to by granddaughter.  Below, he let her dress him too--even in diapers.

By Walter Brook

It’s taken me a while to write this because Rama was as sweet a cat as I ever shared a life with, and there have been dozens.

He was a sweet boy for all 18 of his Short-haired, Oriental years, putting up with his bossy bro Shiva who passed away three months earlier.

Rama lost half his already thin 11 pounds after his fraternal twin died, and he spent a lot of his last days on my lap.

I’ll never forget him, and still think I see him flashing through the house in the dark of night.

I can’t write any more – I weep for my old companion.