Epitaph for Zoe

Zoe was a mail-order bride. As soon as Guy saw her photo, he said, "I'll take her." Zoe arrived in a cardboard box. Guy opened the box and watched as Zoe's head slowly appeared and she took her first look at her new home.

She was a special little cat who liked to be picked up and held. She loved sitting on paper. She loved baths and would get cranky if I didn't take one every night. I put a little stool by the tub so that she could sit there and look at the water. For her, it was like watching TV. She also liked to drink the bath water.

She once turned off the record player when it played a song she didn't like. One time she farted. She was otherwise sweet and dainty. She liked to suddenly sprint into the bedroom at breakneck speed and straight up a steep stack of boxes, which made Guy nervous. She sat in the window every day and waited patiently for Guy to return home.

She was much loved. Repose en paix, sweet little cat.

Drawing by Guy