I am not a cat person, but there was one special feline family member that captured my heart with his charm and beauty. Vinnie wasn’t like most cats, he was supermodel material and rarely did much else but sit and pose accordingly. His eyes were so blue you’d almost believe he had the ability to pull a piece of the sky into them each time he looked up.
I rescued him from the pound as a gift to my boyfriend at the time. But, as many stories go, that relationship ended, he moved out and I retained custody of the cat. Fortunately, my best dog friend, Charlie, had already made friends with Vinnie and helped him through the transition of saying good-bye to Scotty.
The three of us became a smaller, yet happy family, with one exception, I’m allergic to cats. I wasn’t able to cuddle with Vinnie like Scotty had. I was only able to pet and brush him for short periods of time, otherwise my skin would develop an itchy rash. However, all was not lost, because sometimes my impulse to kiss him on the bridge of the nose and squeeze him tight overpowered my sneezy, itchy, watery eyed allergic reaction. He seemed to fully appreciate my painful sacrifice.
Luckily for Vinnie, he had Charlie and eventually my new roommate Kevin and his cat Browse to shower him with attention and provide warm bodies to snuggle up against. (or pick the occasional play fight with)
Vinnie lived a long and lazy life. . .
The image at the top of the page is my artistic rendering of Vinnie. Created from the last photograph taken of him before he passed on to the kitty afterworld. . .