1806. Alleluia! the cat

Christina and Florrie lived in the same house and shared a pet cat. They called their cat “Alleluia!” because it brought such joy. The exclamation mark in the Alleluia! is an important part of the name, Florrie told the vet. Our cat is not simply “Alleluia” but “Alleluia!”

There were many other things that Christina and Florrie shared besides the cat. They shared cooking and meals, for example, and cleaning the house. They shared a glass of wine before the evening meal. They shared the rent. They had shared like this for thirty-two years. It was not only companionship; it saved money. How much cheaper it is to heat a single house rather than two.

Every day the cat would curl up at wine-time on the mat between Florrie and Christina’s armchairs. It was part of the daily ritual. Alleluia! was now seventeen years old, as far as they knew. It had adopted Florrie and Christiana. They had no idea where it came from. They advertised with photographs but no one came forward. Alleluia! was there to stay.

And then, very suddenly, just as they were one evening pouring a wine, Christina had a stroke and died. Florrie had to make all the arrangements for Christiana’s funeral, while she herself was devastated. Admittedly it gave something for Florrie to do, something to occupy her mind, but she never imagined that such feelings of grief were possible.

When all was over, Florrie still had Alleluia! It was a connection, a support. The cat was a living link. In fact, Alleluia! had taken over Christiana’s armchair in the evenings. It might sound silly, but Alleluia! was always there for Florrie to talk to.

And then Alleluia! took ill and Florrie had to have it put down.

46 thoughts on “1806. Alleluia! the cat

  1. badfinger20

    I thought maybe for a minute…no a second… that Florrie and Alleluia! would live a few more years…but alas… Bruce Goodman would have none of it!
    Then I thought to myself…what was I thinking?

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    1. Bruce Post author

      Clearly Max you are taking a too positive approach to life. Try and develop a bit of negativity and fit in with most of the rest of the world these days.

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      1. badfinger20

        Yes I know…the sky is falling! Along with Alleluial!
        I read this one to my son who was coming in…he asked…is this one by the same guy that did the one legged woman story? I said Bingo!
        You have a style all your own Bruce.

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          1. badfinger20

            Not this time….he has a black sense of humor…I did tell the one legged story to Jennifer…she laughed against her nature… but then said…hmmm you better watch who you are socializing with! I told her that Bruce will lead me down a dark road!
            She grinned and said or you will lead him.

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            1. Bruce Post author

              Ha ha! I am watching carefully about me. Although throughout life I have attracted some rather seedy characters. Two of them have had sex changes through no fault of mine. So watch out!

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              1. badfinger20

                You know… I started to work at a helpdesk back in the early 2000’s. I worked with this man’s man who was a black belt in karate. I noticed he started wearing clear nail polish. I just thought maybe he broke his nails typing. He called me a few months later and told me he was coming out as a cross dresser… I told him/her more power to you. His wife was not amused
                So I’m there with you… Dan became Susan. Or “the chick with the deep voice” as callers would tell me. Good fellow/gal. Susan wanted the sex change… I don’t know if it ever happened.

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                1. Bruce Post author

                  There seems to be something about black belts in karate! Although I won’t mention names, but they both went from male to female. Both are still very good friends, but I’ve never got used to it.

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                  1. badfinger20

                    Susan would get upset if I used “him” while referring to her/him… I said come on… sHe understood after a while. Jen and I would go over to their house… poor wife was as confused as we were.

                    It’s hard to get use to.

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                    1. badfinger20

                      Yes…I wasn’t sure if you typed the name wrong lol.
                      To each his own…like you said…it’s hard getting use to. Susan taught me more about networking…computers that is…than anyone.

                      If you would allow me one more story…
                      Susan and one of my friends at work…Lee…went to install some computers. Lee was an average guy and open minded…he didn’t care what Susan did at work… they had to travel and install computers. Susan asked Lee if he wanted to go to dinner since they needed to eat after the installation…Lee didn’t think anything of it because Susan was in blue jeans and the hair was tied back.
                      Dinner time comes. Lee hears a knock on the hotel door. He opens the door and there Susan is! It a bright blue dress with all the trimmings. Lee said that everyone at the restaurant..did NOT look at Susan but looked at him the whole time. Oh, I had fun with that one.

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                    2. Bruce Post author

                      Very funny. And it may well evolve into a story! I have to be slightly careful with what I say in a story because I would hate to offend anyone – – like the silly bitch I know with only one leg.

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                    3. badfinger20

                      LOL you use it with my blessing. Poor Lee…I know…I was afraid to tell the story because of offending someone…but if you are not offending someone….you are not doing something right.

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  2. msjadeli

    I know this story was written by a person who has never had a cat as a pet because there are two big mistakes. 1) People who share their lives with cats never call them “it;) 2) Allelujia! would never be content on a mat between the chairs. It would be one lap or the other.

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        1. Bruce Post author

          Ha ha! She doesn’t given away much. Actually, further to your first comment – she’s a very aloof/unaffectionate cat but as loyal as they come! I’ve had her now for 15 years and we’ve moved house 8 times. She won’t go into a cat carrier but she sits on the dashboard of the car watching out the front window.

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  3. umashankar

    The brief period when Alleluia! had taken over Christina’s armchair, the proceedings were rife with ghostly possibilities. But the worst kind of business one has to deal with in life or death is unfinished business, and that is where the author deserts his readers.

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        1. Bruce Post author

          The story in fact was based on (and happened) to a mutual (since departed) friend of ours. I sometimes kind of look on these “stories” more as vignettes than stories that try to capture a moment or two.

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    1. Bruce Post author

      Agreed. I’m not sure what’s going to happen to a lot of these pets getting adopted during the lockdown. A lot of people are praising to the skies the adoption of pets – and I think it’s going to end up a tragedy once people get back to work.

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