So, last month I realized what a bad idea it is to go into a pet shop when you’re in a depression episode. All my life I’ve had black cats. My last one passed away in November of last year. But early in August I went to the pet store to buy timothy hay for my two guinea pigs, and a little “mew” caught my attention from the cage behind me. Had it been any other animal, or any other colour, I would have been able to resist. But this little guy was reaching for me, and how could I say no to that?
I had trouble picking out a name for him, though. I had too many that I liked! After about a month of calling him “Kitty” and “Bitty Kitty” and being embarrassed to tell the vet that I still didn’t have a name for him yet at his first follow-up exam for his shots, I finally settled on Tsukimori (or if you can read Japanese: 月森). It translates literally as “Moon Forest”. I chose it because it reminds me of the pre-dawn mornings moon-gazing while shoveling my car out of knee-deep snow, and the dark, beautiful forests of northern Tohoku where I used to live. I chose it because it reminds me of places I loved without being specific enough to make those memories sad for missing them. I chose it because it puts no expectations on him to be joyful, brave, or my friend. But I admit I also chose it because Tsukimori from the band Wyse has always been one of my favourite singers. 😉 And they had a bitty kitty in one of their music videos, too.
So, while my publishing business is named for my previous spoiled fur-balls, and then for the first time in over 20 years I suddenly had no cats, now I have someone new to carry on the tradition. He’s already tripled his size and still growing like a weed. I will be adding his picture to the “about” page as the new mascot for this website. He’s already earned the “kitty-goyle” award for some of his stunts … like leaping onto the toilet before checking to see if the lid is down, smacking the dog’s tail and ears while he’s trying to sleep, attacking my hands while I attempt to text anyone, and losing his toy mouse not five seconds after I just found it for him … again! But he’s a sweetie when he’s not channeling his demons and getting into trouble.