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UNBECOMING ED

I’ve gotten a few reminders that my blog is stalled. My excuse of sorts:

Some of you know Ed. He’s the fifteen year old serial slasher and resident Grump who’s lived with us – and our visiting artists – for as long as we’ve had a formal artist program and a place to house them here at our Portland hillside home.

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Edward in his prime, 2004. The Fullback freeloader, hard-partying, tough loving, namesake of the magical Scissorhands.

Ed’s a Collector. He’s drawn blood from the elite of the glass art world. His preferred method has always been the bed-snuggle followed by the lightening-swift jaw-lock on exposed flesh, should the recipient have the audacity to roll over in his/her own bed.

I should have known something was wrong a couple of weeks ago when Ed went all Nice on me. Blood-free cuddling, perpetual purrs, lots of lap-time.

I was pretty disappointed to learn that all that purring wasn’t his delight at my presence. The purring is Ed self-medicating. He’s on the way out. Passing over. Paying his toll on the Rainbow Bridge. He’s in the advanced stages of liver cancer and will probably need to be “helped” out the Big Pet Door in a day or two.

Meanwhile Dan, the inveterate recycler, has already decided that – when the time finally comes – Ed’s ashes are going into a cadmium/selenium bone ash opal. It’ll be a limited run, probably only enough for a few jewels. But if we like the color, maybe it’ll show up in Bullseye’s next product release…

EDDIE RED: an impudent red-orange, endearingly unpredictable, occasionally furious, much loved and equally feared, legend on our color wheel.

Guaranteed to be incompatible.

5 Responses to UNBECOMING ED

  1. FusedLight says:

    Good looking cat… it always helps to remember that we don’t own cats, they own us. It sounds like Ed is leaving on his own terms…letting you know you’ve been a pretty good human, as humans go.

    You can just bet that when you make the glass you’ll be pricked on the skin when working with it. Just Ed letting you know he’s still in charge.

  2. Steve says:

    So I shouldn’t feel slighted by not being blooded by Ed?
    Thanks for your hospitality. A Springbank commemoration should be ariving sometime in the not too distant future.
    Steve

  3. JackieB says:

    Oh Lani, I’m so sorry. I really like him. He’s totally got down what being a cat is all about. (In my opinion, he wouldn’t bloody all your guests if you’d just quit screaming that he’s psychotic. It’s only once you remind him of that that he goes in for the kill . . .) Scratch his ears once for me, please, and tell Dan I’m so sorry, too.

  4. Morganica says:

    Lani, I’m so sorry–how hard that is. When I met you and Mary Kay at Bullseye I’d just come from Dove Lewis with a diagnosis of terminal cancer for my beloved Siamese…I was pretty much devastated.

    And you never know–that was two years ago and Chinni’s still purring on my lap. I doubt he’ll be here a lot longer, but cats live right now–they don’t worry about what’s going to happen–and somehow that makes it better (for me, at least).

    Best of luck to the handsome warrior, and to his family.

  5. Lani says:

    Thanks, everyone. Ed appreciates all the attention. But he hates his portrait. He thinks it looks corporate. – Lani

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