My friend and roommate Sinatra, transitioned on Sunday, Nov. 9th, 2014. In memory of this great cat, I am posting an image and a story of his life every day for a week, to honor this great cat! This is part 2 of a 7 part memorial.
One of my earliest memories of Sinatra came to me one evening while at the commune where we met. My work partner and I were working near our barn just before dinner that night, when we heard some wrestling in the tall grass off to the side. We were distracted enough to investigate. As we approached the moving grass, this cat pops out of the tall grass, struggling with a squirrel half it’s size, hanging from it’s mouth. We were both amazed trying to figure out what to do. The squirrel wasn’t dead yet, but things weren’t looking good for it either. This cat had a look in it’s eyes, that was just pure wild as they fought. We decided to let things just work out the way it’s supposed to. Leave them alone, since out in the wild it is survival of the fittest. That night, that cat could be the prey to another animal.
This cat ultimately came to live with me for the next 16 years. Seeing him with that squirrel, and how wild he was at that moment, was a marked contrast to just 4 hours later when that cat came to sleep in the bus where I called home. And definitely a marked contrast to what he’s like today, literally begging for the canned Friskies I give him in the evenings now.
Rest in Peace Sinatra, 1996? – 2014