Farewell

As the year ends, I find myself writing about the end of my cat Morey’s long life. Morey lived with me from Christmas 1996 to Christmas 2010;
all of my adult life has been spent with this crazy cat.

In honor of my good friend, here are a few Morey memories…

His legendary love for food - Morey had no problem feigning sweetness for the sake of food or beverage – if charm didn’t work, he just took it directly off the plate without invitation

The sound of his small paws walking on our wood floors

His way of taking over the bed – many times I woke up sleeping around my cat- his comfort most important

The wild look in his eyes the first time I saw him – Dad was smiling as he held/restrained Morey – I wondered where the sweet kitten Dad had promised was; this crazy cat surely wasn’t my Christmas gift – I was mistaken

His knack for finding the best seat in the house - soaking up the sun and taking in the view of the great outdoors

His love for Henry and the wild wrestling sessions those two had – it never occurred to me that Morey was lonely for feline companionship until I saw him with Henry

His gift for snuggling – every book, television show, movie, or phone conversation was better with Morey in my lap

His acceptance of my sweet baby Benjamin

His beauty - especially in the sunshine

His love for drinking directly from the bathroom sink

His making biscuits and purring, not much better than this – all is forgiven

His devotion – staying up late while I worked on school work or getting up early while I got ready for work – Morey was always around (I’ll even miss having to step around him from the shower each morning as he lay on my bathmat)

cat and owner

relaxing in Midland

trying for some food against all odds

relaxing with sweet Callie

our first Pattillo family Christmas

cat bonding

always room for a cat or two

helping Tim put together the crib

king of the castle, no doubt

breaking in the crib for baby

Morey and my big belly

again, preparing for baby

enjoying some of Benjamin's stuff

taking a closer look

Weezer and Morey on clean up crew; Morey spent lots of
time on the table

true comfort

sunshine kitty

best buddies enjoying a nap...again

learning about one another

inappropriately snuggling Val's things

getting comfortable in the new house

taking in the view from one of Morey's favorite spots

In his final days, Morey got to enjoy hanging out in our backyard and greeting visitors. For all his anti-social behaviors, Morey loved to be with people. He was not a hide under the bed and lay low kind of cat, and I have always admired that about him. Even as he became weaker, he was an important part of our family.
I’m thankful for the lively, wonderful pet God gave me when he sent Morey into my life.

Farewell, Momo. I love you.