Most of you are going to think I'm being too sentimental or stupid, but I really don't care.
There's a daily comic strip written by a Massachusetts resident, Lennie Peterson, called "The Big Picture." It's like a daily "American Splendor" (for you Harvey Peckar fans) or "Seinfeld" (for everyone else) as it's based on Lennie's real life. He owned a cat named Ginger, and by the strips's own depiction, Lennie is a cat person like me.
Well, since the strip is based on real-time and real-life, Lennie showed that his cat got very sick and died, which was the strip that ran today.
I'm very media-oriented, and the comics (books, strips), books, and movies are really important and interesting to me. There have been only two comic strips that have ever made me cry. Three stories in the wonderful Lynn Johnston strip, "For Better or for Worse": Lawrence's coming out, the family dog, Farley, dying, and the main character, Elly's, mother dying. And now Lennie made me cry yesterday and today.
Ginger was a real cat and a real pet. Lennie's work has mostly made me laugh. Sometimes, it's made me think. Today, I cried for a cat I never met, but "knew" nevertheless. There's an allegory connected between that and a lot of the guys here. But that's not the issue now.
I had two cats in my life. Spike and Pansy. Both are gone, and I thought of them today for the first time in years. Anyone who says pets aren't important never had one.
Those of you who do have pets, hug them today (except if they're fish, or tarantulas, or something, then show your affection another way). And anyone who's curious about "The Big Picture" can see the strip at http://www.ucomics.com.
Use the dropdown menu and look up "The Big Picture."
Like I said, stupid, but I don't care.
Rest in peace, Ginger.
And look out for "Cartoon Boy" while you're in Cat Heaven.