Sept 4, 2022 – May 13, 2026
He had the loudest purr I’ve ever heard. You could hear from across the room whenever he was happy. And he was so happy.
He was a spooky cat, very skittish until he got to know and love you. It took a while before he would come up to me outside. I was cleaning a spot to plant some comfrey and asparagus over by the orchard. Crawling around on the ground, picking out all the weeds. He slowly made his way over to me and eventually wanted to be petted. I took a long break to talk to him, pet him, and snuggle him. Since then, when I’d go outside, he would usually stop whatever he was doing to run over and greet me.
He had a great smile, and always looked thrilled if one of his “people” came outside to hang out. Follow me and ‘help’. We’d walk over to the chicken coop to let the chickens and turkeys out, he’d come back to the house with me, and then he’d go do cat things for the day. He’d come with us as we gathered maple syrup – going from the back woods to the farm, and back to the house. He ducked into the covered cub cadet with us when it started raining, walked along the river as Anya looked for rocks, and was always on the look for chipmunks to pounce on.
He was such a smart cat. He learned how to open the garage door to follow me inside when I needed to grab some tools. As I was going through the drawers, trying to find something, I heard a creaky noise behind me. Turning around, the garage door was open and he came trotting over purring and asking to be petted. He would open the laundry room door, so we had to lock it at bedtime.
He loved butchering day – the best farm cat day of the year. He would get excited if I picked up the big, white cutting boards and carry them toward the family room door. It’s hard to walk when you’ve got two 18×30 pieces of plastic in your hands and a big, strong cat weaving between your legs and purring at you.
The first butchering day, Ash and Dumplin were so hyper after eating the trim meat I’d throw for them. Zooming around the yard and running up trees. Ash climbed so high on one of the big trees that Anya was worried he wouldn’t get down safely.
He’d climb the ornamental pine at the corner of the garage and hop onto the roof. Looking from the driveway, there’d be a cat walking around on the roof.
We used to have trouble rounding the cats up at night, but I got canned cat food. We started bringing them inside at night and giving them canned food for “dinner”. He loved kitten dinner time. Rarely had trouble getting Ash to come in at night. He’d come with us to round up the birds and happily run into the house for dinner.
As he got a little older, he liked to come into the family room for a nap during the day. He’d sleep on the sofa, either in Anya’s spot while she was at school or snuggled up next to me.
May Starclan light your path. May you find swift running, good hunting, and shelter where you sleep.