Jan 31, 2015
We need to say farewell to a friend of ours. I say "ours" because he welcomed you to the podcast every week for a many years. His purr followed Yuengling's bark at the opening of the show. His name is Thor.
He came into our lives by the simple fact that he chose me. He jumped into the car, jumped onto my lap, looked me in the eye and I told him that he has a home. My wife knew him, and knew he had no home. That was July 4, 2001 and he was barely a year old.
He was the perfect combination of friend and familiar. He also had a talent for healing, as I discovered when I was recovering from some rather nasty cancer surgery. It was at that time that the other cats fully realized who he was and made him a family member, not just a tolerated newcomer.
After fourteen years, I'm missing him. But I've found absolute truth in some promises which were made. I tend to be hard on those who insist on waiting for something that's already here, or who ask for something that they already have. And there is a promise.