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Zoe Dance (aka Princess Zoe aka the Small White Cat) 1988-2011 When Lily was three years old she was diagnosed with asthma. The diagnosis came after a winter of severe rain and it seemed like every time we turned around she was battling another cold on steroids. She’d spend weeks coughing and wheezing and throwing up really icky stuff. Part of our response to the asthma was to strip our house of carpets and cloth-upholstered furniture and to take the two cats, Stinky and Zoe, to Cork’s studio. Cork’s studio is a 9,000 square foot place on the ocean about 15 minutes south of San Francisco, and our friends Reid and Baker both have lived either at or nearby the studio since we bought it. Anyway, Zoe LOVED living there. (Stinky crawled into some shelving and wouldn’t come out for a week until Cork and I sat and called his name for what seemed like forever. We ended up taking him home.) We don’t know if it was because once again she was the only cat or if it was because it was quieter than the city or what, but she truly became the studio cat. She was known to chase dogs down the street and visit the guys at the tire shop on a regular basis. It’s sad to have her go, but she had such a long and incredible life that it’s also okay. We aren’t home yet and it means a lot to know that Reid and Baker truly took care of her during her last few days. They checked on her and sat with her and held off taking her to the vet to be euthanized so that she could die at home. She was comfortable and loved. REST IN PEACE ZOE!!! Sent from Reid Thursday morning, 11/10/2011 Zoe passed this evening sometime between 6 and 9:30. She spent her last day on a pillow in the kick drum, resting more peacefully than she had in recent days. Her breathing was somewhat labored when we checked in on her around 6, and she had stopped making any sounds, but she did purr a bit when we rubbed her head. I am glad that her departure was in her home setting rather than at the vet. She attended her last rock concert only last night, as we played music in there with her at the foot of the drums |
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| The guys sent out an email letting people know where Zoe's rock memorial is. This is the memorial at the beginning of the day. |
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| Memorial at the end of the day. |
