Domino and Strawberries

Ever see a cat eat strawberries?  I hadn’t either.  My wife’s cat would eat strawberries, yogurt, grapes, and her favorite food in the world was cantaloupe.  Domino could smell someone cutting into a cantaloupe from 50 yards away and would run into the room meowing loudly demanding her share. 

She was a black and white tuxedo cat, and very small as far as cats go.  Full grown, she was only about half the size of most cats, and her fur was softer than a baby bunny.  Like most tuxedo cats, she had the ubiquitous cowl of black on her head, and her black spots made cute shapes on her white sides.  On one side was the shape of Mickey Mouse’s head, complete with mouse ears.  On the other side was a perfect shaped black heart on a field of white.

My wife had Domino since she was just five years old.  She got the cat as a Christmas present and in most pictures and videos of her growing up, Domino is always at her side.  At our wedding there was a slide show of photos of our lives separately as we grew up, and then together as we dated and planned our future together.  There was a picture of my then five-year-old wife holding Domino as a kitten, followed by me holding Domino on my lap when we were dating in 2005. 

Domino went deaf a few years ago and she started moving slower.  Not long ago she developed cancer.  Sadly, we had to put her down this morning to keep her from suffering any more pain.  Domino was 20 years old.  As cats go, she had a long and full life.  She will be sorely missed.