Cat Vincent's Journal

Constantine (1990?-2008ce)
My cat died today.

We met in the Edinburgh Cat & Dog Home eighteen years ago. He was the only adult cat there, and while all the kittens were yowling and begging to be taken, he was calm, aloof. A Zen Master.
I took one look and said, "that's my cat."
On the bus home I named him Constantine - 'cos all his friends were probably dead.

We were together through bad and good, lean times and good ones. He was gentle, fidgety, always knew me from anyone else who petted him, even when he finally went blind.

I'll always miss him.

Current Mood: indescribable
Current Music: The Mercy Seat-Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds-Tender Prey