Zeke our beloved cat, was hit by a car this evening. Jim was driving home and saw it happen. He pulled Zeke out of the street and into our yard. Jim yelled, "Kristi!!!" from outside and I thought maybe he had dumped food and needed help, I opened the door and he was hunched over on the lawn. Jim said something about being hit and I looked up and his car still had the lights on and everything....I couldn't process...I asked, "WHAT?!?!" at the same time Jim said Zeke has been hit by a car....I looked back at Jim and saw the orange fur of my beloved cat...his body barely moving...I asked..."WHAT DO WE DO?" Jim didn't know...I ran and got the phone and called my mom...."I need an emergency vet...Zeke's been hit by a car!!" After a minute on the phone...Jim came in and said that Zeke was gone. Zeke died with Jim. We all broke down...hysterical...falling to the ground crying...weeping...sobbing...Don't let him die God!...Why God? Why Zeke? To everyone else he's just a cat...but to us...he's family! 
Zeke was originally named Goliath, because he was bigger than his brothers. We were there when he was born in the middle of the night, in our closet. He also had different markings than his sibs, who looked like their mom Harley. I knew right away that I would be keeping him.
Whenever anyone brought home Starbucks, Zeke was there! He even liked my sweetened black iced tea...not that he really drank it but he liked to lick the straw. He also liked to lick the cat tape roller...you know the ones you use to get cat hair OFF of your clothes and such...yes, he liked to lick and chew on those! 
He slept in my bed, at my feet, curled up at my side, on my chest....in fact when I came down with pneumonia, I had woke up and thought Zeke was laying on my chest as usual...but he wasn't...I had pneumonia and couldn't breathe. 
From the time he was a kitten, Zeke liked to be ON the computer...I'd turn on my laptop and Zeke would come lay on it...stretching himself out pushing keys and leaving his orange hair all over them. Most the time Zeke would curl up between me and the computer and just sleep........he should be here now!!!
The kids loved Zeke. I always thought of Zeke as Isaac's buddy...you know, like a boy and his dog (CAT)...Before Isaac could say Zeke, he called him "geek". good times. Zeke was the type of cat to let you carry him around and lay on him and pet him backwards. Zeke would walk in the room and I would say Hey Zeke and he would Meow, I would talk to him and he would respond...not that I knew what he was meowing but it was communication and I miss it terribly.
I am going to miss this cat something awful. I've had many many cats in my life but I've not been attached to one such as Zeke! He was always some where cute...sleeping in a drawer or a sink, on the very top box or on my pillow. Just today he was stretched out in the boy's closet, across their clothes and shoes...content as could be. I wanted to take a picture but got distracted...
At least I cry less when I believe that.
1 comments:
kristi,
i was so sorry to hear about zeke. he looked like a great cat! you cant bet those orange tabbies for affection. I am not looking forward to saying goodbye to tigger. he have had him longer than we have had the kids. i know nothing can take away the sadness of losing zeke but try to focus on the joy he brought you ( as you did in your post). he was a great cat!!!
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