Rest in Peace, Creepy.

Well damn it all, yesterday I had to put my cat, Creepy, to sleep. Not only was Creepy with us for 17 years – longer than we’ve been married – but she was also the cat I had a real connection with.

It’s been very painful and it’s painful again to put these words down. I have mixed feelings about it too. I’m a very private person in some ways, and I’m not the kind of person that likes to show uncontrolled emotion in public. But somehow it seemed just basically wrong to go about my little online journal here without acknowledging the loss of her passing.

Many people just don’t make strong connections with pets. I usually do though, and even so Creepy was exceptional. Our bond was strong enough that I don’t remember experiencing this much pain & sadness for close to twenty years now, even with losing other people I really liked. Creepy was a daily fixture in my life and it’s a very personal blow to lose her.

But I don’t want to go on all emo blog, and I don’t feel comfortable where I feel like I’m trolling for sympathy or something. I probably won’t even tell my friends unless it comes up in conversation, that’s just the way I am. But I had to acknowledge Creepy here, and I guess I felt obliged to give the people that read my blog a little window in, for whatever reason. I suspect I’m not thinking very clearly, and probably not communicating very clearly either.

So enough of the rambling. I really, really miss you Creepy. We all do. And I can’t believe I’m crying again, god damn it. I’m done.