Wednesday, April 4, 2012
The Death of my Air Commando
Sadly today I had to put down my cat, Mando. Short for "Air Commando." He was just a kitten with his eyes barely opened when I answered the free kittens ad upon my arrival to Fort Walton, Florida. He was my best friend in the last of my single days, and he converted my wife from her dog-centric upbringing into a cat person. Mando lived with my wife all through her law school years and perched himself on her piles of law papers. My wife labored through law school despite Mando continually convincing her it was best to just take a nap for a little while.
He was black, he had all his claws up until his death, yet he was incredibly gentle. He was great around other animals and people. Mando was a great living being.
We had hoped he would join us at our retirement home, and climb trees and bask in the sunshine. He was only ten years old when he died today.
He will be missed.