"There'll never be another one like him"

The irreplaceable Baby Cakes from our March 2006 post "Did He who made the lamb?" Update: Another tribute, this from blogfriend Kim of Musing Minds: "Our companions know when we aren’t feeling well, be it physically or psychically, and they try to make us feel better. Poor Tiny doesn’t know why her brother is gone or why her “Mom” and “Dad” are feeling so bad. But she’ll try to make them feel better."

"He was a prince. There'll never be another one like him," Tuck is saying, inconsolable at the sudden, unanticipated loss of our precious, precious Baby Cakes, longing to have him back in his arms for one last sweet whispering of love in his ear. The love was mutual, big time. In homage to that love, a republication of our September 2007 post "Male bonding :"

Normally a desktop user, the Babe made an exception this afternoon, choosing Tuck's laptop for an extended cat-whispering and paw-kneading session.

A little more to the right, please. Tuck knows what a pussycat likes.

"I love the way his tail tip is running through your fingers and the look on your face," we told Tuck. "You look as pleased as he does." His rhetorical response: "What do you expect?"

Update: "Great photos catching the expressions of both Tuck and Baby," writes Goomp in the comments:

However, I think it is species bonding rather than male bonding. My Lucie and my Purrky are of different sex but they both love to bond with me in the same manner as Tuck and The Babe.

He's right, of course. Just ask Tiny. We were only trying -- as always -- to get a catchy headline.

Comments

[goomp]

Loving friends are sorely missed and slow to replace.

[Gayle Miller]

What I don't get - and never have - is why people think that cats are somehow less loving, less forthcoming than dogs. I like dogs. I especially like specific dogs - my sister's two characters come to mind, along with my friend Joyce's 2 dogs Cookie and Andy (whenever Andy who weighs about 5 pounds walks into the room - you just hear the music "Bad to the Bone" playing - and yet as much of a character as he can be - he's immensely lovable) - but when it comes to pure cuddlesome natures, it's cats for me!

Sam and I had a long conversation last night about Baby and he sends his chirps and meows to both you and Tuck!

[bzedman]

I'm sorry for your loss; he's a beautiful cat.

[Kris, in New England]

I am so sorry for the loss of your fur-baby. The furry members of a family always leave the biggest holes.

Baby Cakes certainly was a kingly cat - and clearly had a lush life with his humans.

{{{{Hugs}}}} from CT.

[Carol Ward]

You are right: there will not be another one like him. And that is as it should be. You had both the responsibility and the gift of The Babe: to take care of him during his time on earth. And part of that was to let him go when his body said it was time, to not hold onto him for you. (I remind myself of that constantly when Snowball becomes unwell...)

A fast growing tumor said that it was time, even if it wasn't the right time for you.

I am sure it is hard (editors note: tears starting now, keyboard out of focus) , but try to be grateful for the twelve year gift that was Baby Cakes, that unique large ball of fluff and love.

No, there will not be another one like him. But some day there may be another one, with its own special feline-ality, who needs Sissy and Tuck love just as much. It really is all about the love.

[Gayle Miller]

Ah Carol - that was beautiful.

[Laura Lee Donoho]

There will never be another one like your Baby Cakes, Sissy. I've been keeping vigil these past few days and hours since the Babe has gone, in honor of him and those who loved him for twelve plus years.

Thank you for sharing these beautiful photos and memories of Babe. I don't think I have ever seen more photogenic or captivating kitties than Babe and Tiny.

I've been hugging my own three kitties more the past few days.