Blue, my favorite animal ever in my life, passed away about a year and a half ago. Even with all that time behind me, I still think of her more than anyone would ever know. She was in my life for 15 years.
We were BFFs.

How could I not think of her all the time when her big, beautiful face is constantly looking over living room?

Well, this week I was reminded of her again, but in a different way. In a way that has really hindered me, actually.
You see, Blue was weird. So weird that one of her favorite things was to chew on rubber things. One time I even bought her one of those old, curly phone cords (the kind grandmas still use) to chew on and she was in total heaven.
Unfortunately, I think she took that as an “okay” to chew on other tasty electrical things that cats should not eat. About a year before she died she took a chompin’ to my Apple power cord, displaying a few of the metal threads. It still worked, so I didn’t get too mad.
This weekend, sparks finally flew and the cord went to join Blue in heaven. Because of this, I can’t use my laptop, meaning I can’t properly blog or post any of the photos from my recent road trip. A replacement is on its way, so hopefully it won’t be too long before I’m back to my internet-obsessed self.
It’s been nearly two years since her death and she’s still finding ways to make me laugh. So now when I think of Blue, I’ll picture that busted computer cord hanging out of her stinky, cat breath mouth.
Cheers, Blue.
And thanks a lot.
