I saw a Nigel Kennedy concert on TV and fell in love with his absolute genius. Nigel Kennedy was dubbed a violin "prodigy” and played at Carnegie Hall at the age of 16, and later earned a spot in the Guinness Book of World Records for his recording of Vivalidi’s “The Four Seasons”. One of his more popular albums is The Kennedy Experience, featuring Jimi Hendrix songs.
This is long, as some instrumentals are, but worth listening to as you read (plus, it’s super cool! Go ahead & skip ahead on the player if you want. The really good stuff starts at about 2 minutes in):
So when I got this little rascal in 1990:
I already knew what I would name him. Most people don’t give last names to their pets. I do.
Now my Nigel Kennedy was no genius, but he was a “good” cat, as far as cats go. He was always a bit skittish and wary of other people, but for some reason he just clung to me. I guess I made him feel safe. Or maybe it's just that I smell good.
Throughout the years, he has refereed fights (Holly kept these 2 when I moved to Philly):
Sebastian Bach & Chuck Taylor
He has helped me move:
He also has the “Stretch Armstrong” super power:
He even managed to fight off the evil Ezra Pound (who is dearly departed and missed tremendously but that's a whole other post):
And he’s really good at hanging out:
Lately he has taken to helping me write posts, pay bills online, check email, etc. While I appreciate the company, using the keyboard requires me to awkwardly swivel to the left and try not to bang his head with the slide-out shelf :
I swear he knows all my passwords…
Yeah, he’s an old cat now, suffering from slight dementia, hearing loss and is a plain old curmudgeon at times, but he stills knows how to live it up:
When he finally "goes", I don't think I'll get another cat. Not for a very long time, at least.