tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2660089177097719300.post2172868982503954637..comments2024-03-29T04:15:38.341-07:00Comments on Writing About Writing (And Occasionally Some Writing): Peak Orangosity Chris Brecheenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07819138776404280633noreply@blogger.comBlogger16125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2660089177097719300.post-82975330321526038652020-07-07T14:38:45.009-07:002020-07-07T14:38:45.009-07:00Beautiful, Chris. Thank you. -elfiBeautiful, Chris. Thank you. -elfiJenn McWhorterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05552776640131147824noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2660089177097719300.post-60474221498071242762019-08-25T15:47:28.508-07:002019-08-25T15:47:28.508-07:00What a lovely, touching, poignant tribute to your ...What a lovely, touching, poignant tribute to your beloved Princess M. Why you chose to interrupt your prose with a dig at Trump, I have no idea, but it was grossly out of place and very distracting. I want to forget he exists, yet hatred for the man seems to consume his opposition’s entire existence. That odd insertion muddies the entire piece and does nothing to serve your sweet friend’s memory. I’m so sorry for your loss. I know how much it hurts even as time passes.<br />Otherwise, beautiful.Nahleighhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17441332348848099691noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2660089177097719300.post-76490844425177822472019-08-24T18:00:39.067-07:002019-08-24T18:00:39.067-07:00I took a cat under these same circumstances, Grace...I took a cat under these same circumstances, Grace. Boyfriend would hurt her and boss got rid of the cat instead of the boyfriend. Poor Grace was never well, and we couldn't figure out what was wrong with her so she was always feeling bad, and she hated all the other creatures in the house and wouldn't leave the bedroom, but loved to be loved. So we loved her as long as we could until she just got too sick. So sorry to hear of your loss.Michellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14932026567739431702noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2660089177097719300.post-35254289711454143162018-10-21T09:26:20.001-07:002018-10-21T09:26:20.001-07:00I always enjoy your page, and recently came across...I always enjoy your page, and recently came across your February 13, 2017 memoriam to your late feline companion, "Peak Orangosity". It took me back to a very similar piece I wrote on March 13, 2013. It moves me even today when I revisit it. I'd like to share it with you and I guess the easiest way would be to provide you with a link to my blog where I published it back then. If you choose to read it, the story called "Friends" can be found at: https://mcrayons.wordpress.com/2013/03/24/friends/.<br />Regards, JMarsh<br />xhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07526834280076331419noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2660089177097719300.post-63103946289005355412017-09-29T03:33:23.934-07:002017-09-29T03:33:23.934-07:00Just found this. Thank you. Helped me process my l...Just found this. Thank you. Helped me process my loss of Ancient Orange, whose ashes I am picking up today. People tell me to celebrate the life I had with him, rather than the loss, and I am (hmph) working on it. I hope time has helped with your loss.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09551957656840897262noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2660089177097719300.post-67188536037859247242017-02-14T11:19:17.062-08:002017-02-14T11:19:17.062-08:00This is a beautiful tribute. Thank you.This is a beautiful tribute. Thank you.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2660089177097719300.post-49807713213725315932017-02-14T07:17:33.977-08:002017-02-14T07:17:33.977-08:00They become a part of us, pets do. And, they neve...They become a part of us, pets do. And, they never truly leave our hearts. Rebeccahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04776968538402543165noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2660089177097719300.post-23227834644482310452017-02-14T07:06:12.470-08:002017-02-14T07:06:12.470-08:00That shocked me too. And, she was pregnant. What...That shocked me too. And, she was pregnant. What did she think that the sadistic boyfriend would do with the child?!<br />Rebeccahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04776968538402543165noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2660089177097719300.post-931612955159520032017-02-14T04:10:28.330-08:002017-02-14T04:10:28.330-08:00So sorry for your loss. They may be small but they...So sorry for your loss. They may be small but they fill our lives, and the hole they leave behind is always so much bigger than they were. She was your pet, but you were her lifesaver and home. Ashlinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07056573219551250815noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2660089177097719300.post-77663043848143114052017-02-13T23:06:41.642-08:002017-02-13T23:06:41.642-08:00Haven't finished reading this post yet. I can&...Haven't finished reading this post yet. I can't get past the fact that your friend got rid of the cat instead of the sadistic boyfriend.Joan Cichonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01318611495859799815noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2660089177097719300.post-38098124098280207932017-02-13T20:53:42.588-08:002017-02-13T20:53:42.588-08:00My mother shared this quote with me when I experie...My mother shared this quote with me when I experienced my first loss; he was the first who was really my own and he went with me as I embarked on adulthood.<br />"We who choose to surround ourselves with lives even more temporary than our own, live within a fragile circle; easily and often breached. Unable to accept its awful gaps, we would still live no other way. We cherish memory as the only certain immortality, never fully understanding the necessary plan."--Irving Townsend<br />I cried after reading your post because I know just how you feel and share that feeling though we have never met. The power of writing and relating.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02126281430899156466noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2660089177097719300.post-80252212434659274532017-02-13T20:33:13.921-08:002017-02-13T20:33:13.921-08:00You made me cry. You made me remember every cat I...You made me cry. You made me remember every cat I've said goodbye to... the orange ones, the black ones, the gray one, the tuxedo, and the crazy calico. You're a writer and I'm a sap. <3Aertenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13263441606866480030noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2660089177097719300.post-44168665641585917732017-02-13T20:21:22.093-08:002017-02-13T20:21:22.093-08:00Seventeen years is, at once, a wonderfully long ti...Seventeen years is, at once, a wonderfully long time and not nearly long enough. I'm sorry for your loss.<br /><br />My senior tripod kitty passed a few years back. I still see his distinctive hop-walk out of the corners of my eye sometimes. <br /><br />Their departure leaves unique, cat-shaped holes in our lives and, while new feline friends may come along, the old ones remain forever in our hearts.<br /><br />Thanks for sharing HRH's story.GirlPurplehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09851283736347062308noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2660089177097719300.post-2115600914207630632017-02-13T20:03:52.839-08:002017-02-13T20:03:52.839-08:00So sorry for your loss. God bless you for loving y...So sorry for your loss. God bless you for loving your pet the way you did, and may your many happy memories of The Princess carry you through the days ahead. Julihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07417649047543012626noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2660089177097719300.post-80674016042597829612017-02-13T19:55:55.297-08:002017-02-13T19:55:55.297-08:00I cannot tell you how odd it is that I found this ...I cannot tell you how odd it is that I found this today. One week ago we had to let go our old man cat, Grendel just shy of 17 years. After a year of anti-seizure meds, surgery to remove a skin tumor (not all of it gotten as it was too large), new meds cuz the old seizure meds weren't working anymore, he'd had enough. On Monday, Feb. 6th, 2 weeks shy of his 17th birthday, we said goodbye. We had him his entire life, and while I've had to say goodbye to cats before, something here was different. HE was different.<br />So I bawled through your entire piece. Thanks for sharing it, thanks for letting me cry through the whole damned thing. They really do get inside your heart, and I'm going to miss our old man forever. <br />Peace to you, friend...you did a wonderful thing for that orange princess -- there's a special place in the universe for folks like you. <3Melissahttp://www.melissavolker.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2660089177097719300.post-87077780380887630612017-02-13T19:41:55.163-08:002017-02-13T19:41:55.163-08:00I know how it feels. I had a crazy, almost abusive...I know how it feels. I had a crazy, almost abusively-obsessed-with-me cat who everyone wondered why I kept. But when he got diabetes and we had to put him down due to his complete in ability to accept shots, it was still devastating. I will say that we almost immediately got two new kittens, despite our logical understanding that this did not make sense for our timing, and we love them and they filled the giant hole wonderfully. Don't be afraid to get another. They are all different, but they all have their wonders. Taste the Seahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05095846784092963972noreply@blogger.com