StratoCatser ~ 198? - 2005

  
        I found Strat, or he found me, in 1989 on a rainy night after a gig at the Blue Goose in Garrison, Minnesota. He was cold and wet, and I was not a cat person. He followed me into my motel room and he and I feasted on Fritos and chocolate milk (if I had any brandy in the room that night, I did not share it with him). The next day I set off to find his person... Garrison being a small town, I figured it wouldn't take long. Three hours later Strat was in my car, and he came home with me.
        For 16 years he graced my life with his presence. He outlasted girfriends, a wife, my battles with my demons... every time I opened the door, he was there to let me in... every room I entered, he was there first, every book I read, he was curled up on my lap or my chest, reading it too, I have no doubt... every song I wrote, he was there, listening... he was constantly at my side. When I was down, he would put his paw on my cheek... he knew.
        I trust that the humans I love will understand what I am about to say. On June 24, 2005, I said good-bye to the best friend I've ever had. If there is such a thing as unconditional love, it was embodied in my little foundling. What a life we lived...

        Vaya con Dios, my beloved friend...