Showing posts with label Cat. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Cat. Show all posts

Saturday, May 31, 2025

The Cutest Cat in The World

 Not two days after I posted the last entry, I had to say goodbye to my beloved cat.

This picture was taken that very morning. For the month leading up to this, I'd been leaving my house assuming it was the last time I'd see her, so it wasn't a TOTAL shock, but it still hit me pretty hard.

She made it to 18, much longer than the other cats I've had. It was a terminal case of O-L-D, I'm afraid. She was pretty blind and arthritic near the end, not going up and down stairs or up on couches as much. And she really liked going out of her way to avoid using the litterbox. Like, we put down a second litter box in the spot she usually went in, thinking that would solve it. But no. She'd go BEHIND them to do her business. That's usually a sign that the end was coming.

She came with the name Cleopatra, but had many others over the course of her life: Cleah (clee-ah), Gypsy, Miss America, Mrs. Peabody, Miss Prissy, Dummy cat, critter, or just Cat. She loved chewing on plastic, and sleeping in those boxes water bottles used to come in. She hadn’t been doing much in her later years, mostly meowing and drinking water. But she was always down to lay down next to me and watch tv with me or sleep on her favorite pillows.

She never liked being held, and mostly tolerated it when I picked her up. Only ate dry cat food, nothing else. I called her my picky little princess. We’ve been through so much together. She literally outlived a good chunk of my family, not to mention relationships, hurricanes, Covid, the whole nine. This is literally the end of an era for me. She literally predated this blog. I said there’s not many things I love more in this world than this cat, and I meant it. I’ll break down eventually.

Here are some other great pictures of her.
















Needless to say that she was my favorite subject. My muse, if you will.

And here are two of the first pictures I took of her. Yes, those dates are correct.



She had sass since day one. I miss you so much.

My one wish was to get more time with her, and I got it. My other wish is for all of you to see her how I saw her, the cutest cat in the world. Everyone thinks THEIR cat is the cutest one, and they're all right. But MY cat. She was the cutest one.

So...basically my month ended way better than it started.

Like, on Sunday I finally got to go to the flea market for the first time this year! And I hit pay dirt!
















"Bayou Billy? I hoped you saved the receipt!"






Yeah, you saw that right. I was VERY tempted to get it, just for the sheer novelty of it. But I didn't.

And here's what I ultimately went home with:


Yeah, you see a VHS copy of Mac & Me for two bucks, you don't hesitate to grab it. Even if I haven't owned a VCR in about a decade and a half. 

And I found a Ren & Stimpy comics trade I didn't have yet! You might remember last month's entry (scroll down) where I caved and went to eBay for issue 43 of the Ren & Stimpy comics, the last issue I needed. The booth I got that trade at had a whole mess of comics, and one box of licensed ones.

They had only a few Ren & Stimpy comics. And guess which issue I found?!

Number 43. AND the mini Wizard special issue. I was kicking myself, but the eBay ones were kinda cheaper, but it really DID feel like I cheated. But hindsight being 20/20 and all that. 

And that Maximum Occupancy sign was from a game store near where I live that closed down not too long ago. Not sure how it ended up with the guy selling the Coca-Cola memorabilia, but I wasn't in the mood to ask. He was kinda pushy and was obsessed with wanting the shirt off my back.


I mean, to be fair, it is a pretty sweet shirt. Got it out of a Teefury grab bag about ten years ago. And if I had a spare shirt in my car (I was absolutely NOT gonna trust the condition of a shirt off the rack at a train station flea market), I probably would've taken him up on the offer.

Here's hoping June is much better, for all of us.

Saturday, November 30, 2024

Thankful 2024

I hope everyone had a good Thanksgiving! I spent my morning the way I always do: watching the Macy's Parade.











If the parade wasn't defined by Wicked, it was defined by rain. Everyone was damp, Jimmy Fallon wore giant hangover shades, conservatives were outraged by Broadway performances, and there was an actual technical hiccup where everyone had to awkwardly vamp! But ultimately all the balloons survived this year. Luffy, Snoopy, made it to Herald Square intact. Bluey gave us a scare, but she managed to recover just in time.

I was in Manhattan just last Saturday and saw THAT Macy's all decked out for Christmas.







34th Street is a lot more narrow than you'd think it is. Savannah and Hoda are like twenty feet away from the action, tops.

And of course someone on the parade route recorded the whole thing if you just want to watch floats and balloons march in the rain.

Then there was the Dog Show.











They were all good dogs, but ultimately Vito The Pug won Best in Show.

Apparently he was the winningest pug in America, and the National Dog Show was another notch on the belt. He was clearly the crowd favorite, and I'm glad he won since most of the other dogs I posted? Never even made it to the finals in their groups.

And finally the MST3K Turkey Day marathon. The highlight was the long awaited return of The Final Sacrifice, which had been in legal limbo for the better part of a decade.

It is, of course, the one with everyone's favorite Canadian hero Zap Rowsdower. I hadn't seen it since Netflix had the MST3K rights, and it's still a stone cold classic. I'm so happy it's streaming again.

This is usually the post where I'd highlight what I'd seen at Anime NYC, but since that got moved to August, I have to improvise and write November's entry the way I used to: what am I thankful for?

Well, obviously, parades, dogs, and Rowsdower. I'm also thankful for my cat.

She decided to give us another one of her health scares again. Turns out she was just meowing a lot and my folks were getting annoyed by it. I had to beg to not get her put down just because of that, and I'm happy to say she's still with us. Tell her how cute she is.

I'm also thankful for food on the table, and that I have a stable job and a roof over my head.

Thanksgiving was a rather modest spread this year because it's still just me and my parents. I'm starting to realize that my family is white. If your first thought was "This looks like it was made by someone that hated Thanksgiving," you'd be right. Mom can't stand turkey, and is getting tired of all the other food, too. It tasted better than it looked, I assure you.

And finally, I DID go to a little con. I said earlier I was in Manhattan last Saturday, and it was for Big Apple Con. I went there mostly to meet the Effin' Birds guy.

He was as cool as you'd think he'd be. He even signed the inside!

Plus here are some of the most in character pickups I ever bought.






Don't pay attention to the prices. Aside from the Bob Hope comics, everything I showed was 75% off. I don't think I paid more than $35 for everything.

But the main highlight is this issue of Starburst I found:

I bought it mostly for the cover, and it already checked off a lot of my boxes. Batman '66, Doctor Who news, stuff that censors cut from tv airings of Robocop!

And then I looked inside and I hit pay dirt, readers.

The Doctor Who story was announcing a movie that was ultimately never made. You see, this was a British nerd magazine from 1988, everyone was still holding out hope that it wasn't going to get cancelled by this time the following year. And of course it had a page full of people complaining about how Doctor Who went downhill.

Back then to complain about Doctor Who you had to put in some effort, dammit! Nowadays you can scream right into an underserving social media intern's ear about how a progressive show like Doctor Who suddenly went woke because the Doctor isn't a white guy anymore or some nonsense.

There was a multi page retrospective on Batman '66, which had just entered syndication in the UK market. Just about everyone was still alive at the time, to boot. 

Yes folks, Vincent Price was on multiple pages, as he should be. But then I looked on.

And awful review of Leonard Part VI! There were also articles on Captain Power, The Lost Boys, and an interview with Katheryn Bigelow. If I was a British nerd in the 80s, I would've been a subscriber. 

And finally, I'm thankful to all of you, my readers. This is the longest project I've ever written, approaching 17 years! And hopefully many more.