Unfortunately, as you may have guessed from the title, our other cat Gurgi left to be with his brother this morning. He was nineteen and half years old (human years) so he led a very full and lengthy life with us. Even so, it is always difficult to say goodbye.
Here we will show you some of his legacy.
As mentioned in the post about Fizgig, his brother, this is the earliest photo we have of the two of them, taken in September of 2003.
Gurgi always had a thing for boxes, more so than his brother. Fiz would always check out the box, maybe sit in it for a few minutes, but Gurgi would take up residence in any box he could fit himself into (and even some he couldn’t). This picture was taken just a few weeks after he arrived in our lives.
You know you forgot something important, like filling the food bowl, when you get a look like this.
Does this box make me look fat?
Summertime relaxation in the sunroom.
Yeah, speaking of boxes, we were taking care of another family member’s cat, and Gurgi decided to take a nap in his cat carrier so he had to take the top bunk.
Sleeping the the dog crate works too, as long as the dog isn’t there.
Superman paws. Gurgi was very adept at that.
As you can see.
This is baker kitten, covered in flour.
I is Gurgi dough. Knead gently for as long as it takes.
Yeah, he loved bags too, though they were a bit more tricky. More than once he stuck his head through the handle and needed assistance to be extracted.
I is king of laundry, you must pay tuna toll.
He would try every box, even if he didn’t really fit.
More bags.
Stretched out on my lap.
Wrapped in a sweater.
You’ve heard of the Princess and the Pea story? This is similar but instead of a big pile of mattresses, you have a mattress, blankets, a box, another blanket, pillows and a towel.
Ready for shipping.
This one needs more packing peanuts.
Always double-check your luggage before going on a trip.
This bed is MINE!
A little oversized, but the packaging helps to reduce it to the correct Gurgi proportions.
Darth Gurgi.
Sleeping in the winter hats and gloves box.
And even in the art supplies box.
You are very much loved, my kitten. It’s time now to go share some divine paffs with your brother.
We are forever grateful for your love and companionship and our laps will not be the same without you.