Well, it’s not my birthday or anyone else’s around here, but it is the birthday of mama’s brother who died two years ago and so she is remembering him today and grateful for the time they had together. You know how little anthros look up to their older, bigger anthros, especially a brother anthro? Well, mama really idolized her brother when she was little, even if he did hang his boxing gloves on his bedroom door to scare her away from being a pest, and even if it appeared he tried to drown her in the community swimming pool in their grandmother’s little town. Brothers duck sisters, right?
But she was really petrified of those weird one-thumbed big brown leather things (Freud, whoever he is/was, would have had great fun with this, I’m sure, haha). But even with the brother-sister fights and arguments, mama used to brag about her brother because he knew kung fu and was a wrestler and played the bagpipes and was so, so smart and went to West Point and so when anyone would bother mama or bully her, at school for example, mama would say, “I’m gonna sic my brother on you and he knows KUNG FU!”
This was NOT mama’s bro! But you get the picture…
And then she would come home and tell him about the bully or whoever it was bothering her and guess what happened? Nothing! Or at least nothing that mama can remember. I think she just liked being able to threaten the bad guy and if anything really happened and he was needed, he would have gone with her to wherever it was and done something. God knows what!
Mama’s brother many years ago with his two bearded collies.
Nice to have a big brother in the wings. But no more. His anthro kids are great, and his ex-wife is more like mama’s sister now than she was when they were married, and so that’s a sweet thing that was the result of his first marriage. It’s funny when someone sort of disappears from one’s life. I suppose it was like when my real mama disappeared and someone found me and then put me out on my own to forage for myself and I found mama and papa. Sometimes very good things come after very sad happenings. So fare thee well, brother-of-mama, and play the pipes joyfully wherever you are.
Gone, but not forgotten.
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Nice news from Doron at this website, We’re All About The Cats. What a nice man and we are very happy to be on his list.
Mazal Tov 🙂
I lost my brother last year, he was clever but a solitary oddball. It hits me sometimes out of the blue – he’s gone.
Your brother looks a wonderful man, well he had to be he loved dogs.
We send our support and good wishes at your sad time.
OH, I am so sorry about your brother, too, and even solitary oddballs are very important in our lives. Mama’s brother was a bit wacko too, but nicely so.
We send your mama lots of purrs as she remembers him on his birthday. She has some great memories of him.
Yes, and more and more keep coming out of her memory box. Nice to have those surprises.
LouLou, you are such a cutey. Mommy never had a brofur, and neither have we. But sis Lexi did and she said they were wonderful. Glad your mommy was blest. Now she has da memories to keep him alive. Big hugs to all.
Luv ya’
Dezi and Raena
Yes, and they are good memories and fun and full of laughs. Also some sad ones about Viet Nam when he was an officer there.
Oh, Loulou – I read this one later than usual and was so “en tout coeur” with your mama. I can just imagine those bagpipes playing Amazing Grace. That’s what James Rivers used to close out every Friday night with at Tylers in New Orleans. And it was always a magical moment.
January is the month where the most people in the world die every year. They’re not sure why, but maman lost two TRES CHERS in January. And she doesn’t know when I lost my former Maman and wound up in the classifieds on Le Bon Coin – like – anybody want this dog – ? The family didn’t. Can you imagine? But Loulou, you and I lucked out. I’ll be your Big Sister.
YES, YOU ARE MY BIG SISTER!!! But do I have to share my dinner with you? Okay, okay, even that.
We’re sending purrs to your mama today as she remembers her brothers.
Well – we are sorry about your Uncle, Loulou – he must have been a very interesting man ! And we know about remembering – with both happy & sad parts. But – and I say this as someone who is a Scot – I do not think you would have liked hearing the bagpipes very much. They are sort of an acquired taste.
Oh, I am wondering about Mc Neil and bagpipes!!! Mama adored them, but at a distance… the tattoo in Edinburgh was amazing, she said.
Anniversary’s are difficult and lovely at the same time.
You are right “never forgotten”…
Noodle and crew
Yes, and we have good, good memories.
Your mama sure has good memories of her big brother. Jan idolized her big brother too. She would tag after him and to get rid of her he would say if you want to go with me, you have to keep up. His legs were longer, so all her life she walked very fast with long strides – until the last couple of years.
We’re wondering what the last comment on Doron is about. There’s no link and no info and some of us are cats, so we’re curious. 🙂
I think there was a glitch in the attached link. Will fix. And yes, long strides are best shortened at a certain age…mama says the same.
Oh, good, you fixed the link and we went to visit. Congratulations on making the list!
Thank you and thank you for the websites that I will follow.
I am sorry your Mama’s brother is no long with her. Sending her a hug of comfort. I am sure you are purring for her too. XO
Thank you so much. He would have LOVED you kitties
Sending your sweet Mama much love and many, many (((hugs))) on this sad day. What a handsome man her brother was. This was a beautiful tribute to him too. I can tell he was quite special xoxo