Becky (1988-2009)


I didn’t leave the house for the third day in a row. I wonder whether I will ever again go to India or Spain or Italy or England.
I found these puppets earlier this year at the little flea market that has sometimes been at Dupont Circle on Sundays. I recognized them as Indian and was told that they came to the United States from Tamil Nadu in the 1960s with one of the original owners of Kramer Books, who had lived in India as a child.

My friend asked me tonight whether I’d gone over to the Supreme Court to see if there were any more heart-shaped clouds during the oral arguments today. I was occupied mostly by errands on my too brief lunch time walk (work was very busy) and didn’t get all the way over to the Supreme Court, but yes, there were more today when I was within a few blocks of the Court:
She was banished to the outskirts of town by the patriarchy, but the outskirts are nicer than the center of town these days (not actually sure whether the latter is true).
She is unassuming on the surface and secretly wild, and she is completely self-sufficient.
I just reread Marilyn French’s The Woman’s Room and it has me thinking about Kali.
Photo taken in front of the Kali temple just outside of Chidambaram on January 1, 2014.
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I am so sorry for your loss. She will be greatly missed!
She was a good friend.
Oh, I’m so sorry about Becky’s death. It is so hard to lose such a dear, dear friend. May she rest in peace.
I know you must miss her so. She will be with you in so many ways I’m sure. You were her dear friend and so loving. Best wishes.
An Unbelievable cat – 21 years old – must have been a very very happy cat 🙂 I really am sorry Elizabeth!