FuzSleeping

This is an oil painting I just completed of my beloved Fuz. At the point I completed this piece, I was awaiting the imminent loss of him; the love of my life. He was diagnosed with lung cancer on October 5th, 2005, and given only two weeks to live, due to the large tumor on his left lung and the amount of liquid depressing his lungs. Heartbreaking as my loss would be, the only way I knew to make him live on forever was through my art. When he goes, most of me will go with him. But, at least I have over 16 years worth of memories with him. He knew me as his mother, as he was my son...first and foremost.

Incidentally, I painted him blue because his breed was Russian Blue, and because of my mood at the time.

~Back to the Front~

As of October 29th, 2005, at 4:55 PM, Pacific Daylight Time, I lost the love of my life, my son, Fuz, to lung cancer. He actually outlived the expectations by ten days. Still, that moment in time will forever be a huge black mark on my life.
The only consolation I have right now is that he is not suffering, he is at peace. In truth, he has graduated to the most esteemed universities for cats. Fuz was the smartest cat I have ever known, and I do not use those words lightly. Whenever I was upset about something, Fuz immediately came to me as if to make my pain go away. His little mouth would open as if to speak, and his little head would tilt to the side. Then he would do this little move that meant he wanted me to pick him up so he could hug me. That...right there...is what hurts the most. He was uncomfortable in the last couple weeks of his life, and I could not make it go away for him...as he was able to do for me for so many years. God...I miss him...horribly.