Celebrating Oscar

Black cat

Oscar the cat.  

This is the kitty that never met a human that he didn’t like. He was the black fuzz ball of love.

I met him at Jenny’s house. The middle of her bed seemed to be the most appropriate of places to show off his golden eyes against his black coat. His preferred pose was modified buddha and truth be told, he might have given grumpy cat a run for his money with his look.

In reality, Oscar was beaming with personality. He was destined for stardom and that happened the day Matt and Jenny adopted him.

He loved being a house cat, it suited him well. And then, one day he became the store cat for Nature’s Pet Wilsonville. A job fit for the king of beasts and Oscar loved his new title.

One-by-one, he stole each and every customer’s heart that came to the store and he never gave the hearts back. In true tom cat fashion he tucked them away so that he would be remembered forever.

I can still remember walking into the store and Oscar would saunter over. He’d look up to see if he had already stolen my heart. For those hearts still available he had a method to his madness. It was a quick leg wrap to the left and then to the right with his motor purring as loud as he could.

It’s true, our pets our never with us long enough. But for the truly special ones like Oscar, an eternity would not be long enough.

You may have stolen our hearts Oscar. For that my friend, you will remain in them forever.