From the Fusspot……..

R.I.P. Pompuss  7/5/1994 - 1/1/2013

R.I.P. Pompuss
7/5/1994 – 1/1/2013

A beautiful, wilful, egocentric, exhibitionistic feline.    A cheat, a liar and dissembler, he will be greatly missed.

I knew that Pompuss had been ailing for some time.   Food seemed not to give him much pleasure, he lacked his usual bounce and he had started to have little accidents which upset him terribly, though mostly he had the grace to choose the bathroom tiles.

i took him to the vet before Christmas and was told what I already knew, namely that he was nearly 19 and  that there was no cure for the old boy’s ailments.   The vet offered to ‘keep’ him at the clinic but I decided to give him one more summer of sunshine.

I knew the end was near as he wasn’t in the least interested when the grandchildren arrived and dug 7 baby rabbits  out of a burrow.  These became the centre of attention, housed in a makeshift hutch and syringe-fed on kitten formula but Pompuss merely took one look then went to sleep on a garden chair.    The Pompuss of old would have kept constant watch and the moment no-one was looking he would have prised open the hutch and helped himself.   After which he would have denied all knowledge and assumed a air of injured innocence.

On New Year’s Eve after the children had left and the rabbits had been taken for a swimming lesson Pompuss plodded round the house inspecting every room and then curled up  in his basket with his Teddy.     We went out and on returning at 1 am found him fast asleep.    Later that morning when he had not appeared at breakfast time I checked his basket again and found that he had gone.

We buried him on the cliff edge looking out to the Tasman Sea and planted a lemon verbena cutting  on his grave.

P.S.   Pompuss died as he lived and when 7 baby bunnies prove to be a superior attraction, he knew it was time to leave.     The Duvet Denier has a different story.   He admits that he told Pompuss that he had been to see “The Life of Pi” and that just as ‘Pi’ was a shortened form of ‘Piscine’, so ‘Po’ should be a short form of ‘Pompuss’.     Perhaps the thought of that indignity was more than Pompuss  could bear.


9 thoughts on “From the Fusspot……..

  1. I cannot mark that “I like” this post, the news is too sad. I’ve lost pets to age and maladies and I know what it means. Pompuss lived a long and happy life. I hope that you will want to honor his memory by taking another cat into your life.
    I am now nursing my TV-watching cat until her kidneys fail all the way. She is slowly slowing down physically but her mind is still the alert and sassy.
    All my feelings go to you. V.

  2. I was wondering what happened to dear Pompuss. I was hoping that he was being cat-like and ignoring the world.

    Our dear Pompuss is now with the Great Cat, romping in fields of catnip, endless supplies of mice and rabbits and unlimited cream. RIP dear Pompuss. This old world will not see your like again.

  3. I understand….and agree. I lost Mitzi in November, 4 month old…and only 2 months with me…now only her sister Nerina is with me, but I miss Mitzi…she’ll be playing around with Pompuss perhaps? …. I always like to get news from New Zealand, though, one of my favourite countries ” in spiritu “…..

    • Hi stcB, I like to think that Pompuss is playing with Mitzi – he was always ready to give the young the benefit of his advice and opinions! May they enjoy their days in cat heaven.
      As for New Zealand….well , come and visit us sometime. There’s always a spare room for a cat lady.
      The Fp.

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