Monday, July 30, 2012

Letting Go of Good Mojo

The phrase "Life's not fair" has never been more true than it is today.
Photo by Dennis Chunga
Mojo, our treasured NJ rescue cat, mayor, farm mascot and indoor/ outdoor cat, has left us for bigger mouse hunts and filet mignon in Heaven.

When we first met Mojo, he trotted up the porch steps to our apartment in Fort Lee, NJ, looking a bit hungry but very, very friendly. We had guessed that his prior owners had moved and made the terrible decision to leave him behind. I was late for work because I went back upstairs to get cat food, and afterward he followed me down the street, almost all the way to the bus stop. He also greeted Matt at the door when he left for work later that day. A few weeks later (and a mean post-it note from a neighbor to not feed the cat...yeah, right), he'd injured his foot badly enough that it was infected, so off to the vet we went. An hour and $400 later, Matt and I decided he was ours. When we bought TMF, Mojo made the move with us and transitioned from urban kitty to farm cat with ease.



Mojo always greeted lesson students, the UPS lady, and any and all visitors. He sat on (and sometimes got in) cars parked in the driveway. He particularly loved to jump on a car with an open sunroof and surprise the people sitting in it. He played fetch with snowballs and would lounge around the barn while we mucked in the mornings. He was admired by many for his good looks, and loved by all for his charm.

On Friday, Mojo just didn't seem right. Matt took him to the emergency clinic where they discovered a fever and sent him home with antibiotics. He did not improve by Saturday, and that evening we took him back to the clinic, suspecting he had an infection in or near his throat, probably due to getting into a scuffle with another neighborhood cat. The vet thought the same, but we were all sadly wrong. Mojo had a mass - a tumor, most likely - that had grown so quickly that it was obstructing his airway. It was a shock to us because he was only an estimated 7 years old, and never had a breathing problem or seemed lethargic up until Friday. It was clear that his time was coming to a close with us, far sooner than we wanted it to. We made the decision to let him go Saturday evening, and while we are heartbroken, we know we did right by Mojo and made sure he was comfortable and felt loved while crossing to the Rainbow Bridge.

We miss him already, and we know the rest of our little TMF family will, too. He belonged to everyone. Although Mojo would say that everyone belonged to him.

7 comments:

Pete and Anissa said...

Our condolences on your loss - we know all too well how animals are more than pets, but family.

Suzanne said...

What a wonderful life you gave him! And, he sounded like he gave you so much in return. Sending you virtual hugs....

JayZ said...

So sorry about the loss of Mojo. You did the right thing by letting him go but it doesn't make it easy to say goodbye ((hugs))

Alan said...

Such sad news...I always thought of Mojo as the official greeter out at TMF. He was one lucky cat to have had such caring owners. He will be missed by all of us who had the good fortune to meet him.

Kate said...

I am so sorry :( He was a really cute kitty with a seemingly perfect name.

Renee said...

I'm so sorry. May your sadness be replaced by the wonderful memories you shared. XO Renee

Arliss said...

Oh, nooo, not Mojo. I'm so sorry to read this. What a great cat he was. My sincere condolences to you and Matt. The photos and your wonderful words are a beautiful and fitting tribute to such a special little soul. How nice to learn of his journey with you, through the changes. Hugs to you and Matt.