This is a sad blog post. Unfortunately, our lovely cat (Beaner) passed away on Monday (July 24th, 2017) morning, around 3:30AM. He was 19 years old. I only had the pleasure of being his owner for 4 years (known him for 6 years). My wife knew him for the entirety of his life.
Obviously, like any crazy cat owner, you take photos of your pet. Why not? They're beautiful, they're (mostly) available, and whenever you want to try out a new lens, or camera, Beaner was around! But mostly, I just found him completely adorable, which is why my camera lens usually landed on him.
Beaner was my first ever pet. I had never owned one before. It took roughly 1, or even 2 days, to fall in love with him. He was everything you wanted out of a pet - unconditional love. In the last two years, he had ONE major hobby: waiting for us to come home. He would wait on the heater (near a window) looking out for us (for when we arrived from work), he would lay on my side of the bed (looking towards the bedroom door) waiting for me to come into the bedroom, he would wait for my wife outside the bathroom door (while she was taking her shower), he would (stare) and wait when we got ready for work, he would wait for his food and medication, and he would wait for us to love him (which was all too often).
Losing him has been one of the most difficult things I've had to endure in my life. Yes, it's only been two days. Yes, I'm obviously still going through the grieving process. However, he was an integral part of our lives. His belongings are all over the house.
Now, we are the ones waiting.
P.S. Beaner, I wish I could give you one chin-rub. Just one more. I would give anything. This post is for your continuous love <3