By Jon Stephenson
If you're expecting something from Stephen Johnson, please read no further. What follows is something about one
of my closest friends I have ever had.
For over a decade, I have had three cats that have been with me through thick and thin. They've been my closest
friends and my children. Whenever I was feeling down, they were always around to brighten me up in their own separate
ways. They've been with me ever since they were kittens and have put up with four moves and three different states,
with no problems.
This past Friday my grey and white friend, affectionately named Spazz, passed away. She had been sick the night
before, so I slept on the floor in the living room with her, not realizing how sick she actually was. As I lay
on the floor with her, I would reach over and touch one of her front paws, and she would respond be squeezing my
finger with her paw, so I figured that she would pull through. After I went to sleep, I would wake up every half
hour or so to make sure she was comfortable.
The next morning before I left for work, I made sure that Connie checked her often to make sure she was alright.
I said goodbye to Spazz, kissed her on the head and left.
Later that morning, Connie called and told me that she had taken Spazz to the vet because she had tried to stand
up, but had fallen down on her side and was not moving. The vet told her that Spazz had went into a coma and that
she had throat cancer and the best alternative was to put Spazz to sleep.
Spazz is now pain free and in a better place, hopefully waiting for me and her two other friends. The vet told
Connie that she had been in pain for a long time which hit me quite hard since she acted like she always did, until
the cancer got the best of her. I am extremely heartbroken that I didn't know that she was in so much pain, but
maybe she wanted to spend as much time with us as she possibly could.
So now the rocking chair is empty, but it will always be remembered as Spazz's spot. Our family has lost one member
but my memory is filled with remembrance of a loving friend who I will deeply miss but never forget.
RIP Spazz. I will always love you and will see you again some day.
Email Stephen!
snide_remarks@theweirdcrap.com
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