{"id":222,"date":"2009-06-22T16:17:00","date_gmt":"2009-06-22T20:17:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.karenevanspicturesblog.com\/?p=222"},"modified":"2009-06-22T16:17:00","modified_gmt":"2009-06-22T20:17:00","slug":"dear-sweet-howie","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/karenevanspictures.com\/blog\/2009\/06\/22\/dear-sweet-howie\/","title":{"rendered":"Dear sweet Howie"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><span style=\"font-family:arial;\">Well, it&#8217;s hard to even see to write this, but today was my sweet Howie&#8217;s final day as an earthbound cat. And what a cat he was. I think every client I&#8217;ve ever had who&#8217;s been to my house has met Howie. He probably sat in your lap or whapped you with his tail, or even &#8211; as in one case &#8211; licked inappropriate body parts while lounging on your coat. Or maybe he dug around in your purse or just darted out the door when you came in. Howie was just a cat like none other. I think he acted more like a dog than a cat, really. And he certainly was not afraid of Hildy, even though she outweighed him by 50 pounds. They played together often, although not so much this year, but I remember a time when Howie chased the dog into her crate and then sat right in front of the door so she couldn&#8217;t get out. Hildy always gave Howie a wide berth, but Howie would just walk right under or jump right over the dog.<\/span><br \/><span style=\"font-family:Arial;\"><\/span><br \/><span style=\"font-family:Arial;\">So, what kind of tribute blog post would be complete without pictures? Here are only a few of the many I&#8217;ve taken of Howie over his incredibly short lifespan. He lived for only six years and I was lucky to have him for five of those. <\/span><br \/><span style=\"font-family:Arial;\"><\/span><br \/><span style=\"font-family:Arial;\">Please, if you do nothing else, have your cat checked for heart disease. It&#8217;s a certifiable killer and takes them way too early.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family:Arial;\">12 pounds of cat stuffed into a box no bigger than a loaf pan.<\/span><br \/><span style=\"font-family:Arial;\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/www.kisofotografia.com\/2009blogimages\/6-22howie1.jpg\" \/><br \/><\/span><span style=\"font-family:Arial;\"><\/span><span style=\"font-family:Arial;\"><\/span><br \/><span style=\"font-family:arial;\">Not taking any crap from the dog, no matter how close she gets.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/www.kisofotografia.com\/2009blogimages\/6-22howie2.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family:arial;\">Uh, excuse me, we&#8217;d like to go outside now.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/www.kisofotografia.com\/2009blogimages\/6-22howie3.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family:arial;\">A basket full of cat in the sunshine.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/www.kisofotografia.com\/2009blogimages\/6-22howie4.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family:arial;\">Watching the birds at the feeder.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/www.kisofotografia.com\/2009blogimages\/6-22howie5.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family:arial;\">It&#8217;s not a good nap if you&#8217;re not all sprawled out on your back.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/www.kisofotografia.com\/2009blogimages\/6-22howie6.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family:arial;\">What&#8217;s a little snow.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/www.kisofotografia.com\/2009blogimages\/6-22howie7.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family:arial;\">Just realized I had this image on a card in the camera. This was taken on Friday.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/www.kisofotografia.com\/2009blogimages\/6-22howie8.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Well, it&#8217;s hard to even see to write this, but today was my sweet Howie&#8217;s final day as an earthbound cat. And what a cat he was. I think every client I&#8217;ve ever had who&#8217;s been to my house has met Howie. He probably sat in your lap or whapped you with his tail, or [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[10,4],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-222","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-columbus-ohio-photographer","category-personal"],"aioseo_notices":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/karenevanspictures.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/222","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/karenevanspictures.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/karenevanspictures.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/karenevanspictures.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/4"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/karenevanspictures.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=222"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/karenevanspictures.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/222\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/karenevanspictures.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=222"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/karenevanspictures.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=222"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/karenevanspictures.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=222"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}