Herschel came to me when he was a kitten, a gift from my friends Terry & Penny. We took to each other right off the bat, needed each other I guess. Through thick and thin he was always there, a totally unconditional relationship.
When I started in the real estate business and things were slower he'd sit with me and let me know that everything would be just fine. He'd say, "Hug the cat and don't worry."
He met Martha when she was a kitten and he was a year older. They became the best of friends and he looked after her. She scares easily and Herschel would be there to protect her from shadows. He would defer to her at meal time, except when Nancy's sister made spaghetti and meatballs.Then it was everyone for himself. He walked around the kitchen begging Virginia, 'feed me please, give me one of those meatballs, please, please please!" She does make THE BEST spaghetti and meatballs!
Herschel was always at the door to greet you when you came home and walked you to the door to say goodbye. He wouldn't let you come or go without a hug. Affection and tenderness were his strongest attributes and hopefully he taught me well.
When he met Nancy and Caitlin he was absolutely thrilled. He figured he had plenty of love and affection to go around and knew he'd get that much more in return. He loved to snuggle up to Nancy and I suspect he also liked her cooking better then mine.
He was protective too. One morning I heard Nancy calling me from the bedroom. When I went in there Nancy was standing on the bed, Caitlin was laughing and Herschel was playing with this little mouse. The mouse was pretty quick and got away. Nancy left for work with instructions that the mouse would be gone prior to her return home, so the hunt was on. Herschel chased it into a corner where he promptly turned around, sat on it and looked at us as if to say, " I got it, now what?" Stunned the tiny creature was removed to the outdoors.
He also loved to hang out in Caitlin's play room in the basement with her stuffed animals and toys. A year ago we had to have some work done to our drain tile and they had to break out the cement along two walls of the playroom and redo it. Later that day we went downstairs to find his footprints along the whole wall. He thought it was pretty funny.
The other night we were down there and saw his paw prints, smiled and cried.
Herschel had simple priorities in life: Love, Affection, Playfulness, Gentleness, Eating, More Affection, Sleeping and
Living one day at a time.
Herschel was a gift, a joy, a great teacher and my best friend for seventeen plus years.
Herschel died in our arms or August 8th. 1999.
He is missed by all of us.
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