I've made major progress since the last post and I'm close to launch. Pluss "Jazz Hands" officially has a new name. It's a bit of story, but I'm not making you read this......so here goes.
14 years ago I relented and got my daughter two cats. We went to a neighbors barn, overrun by feral cats and found two females that looked to be about 7 or 8 weeks old and brought them home. Very entertaining these two were. Bootsy was the dominate one, a great hunter and general tough cat.
Skeena was supposed to be "Christina" but my youngest couldn't say it and would call her "Skeena" and it stuck. She was skittish, one day loving and the next day giving you that look like she had never seen us before. She sometimes would disappear for many days and I'd fear a hawk or fox had got her, and then she would show up, covered in burrs and ticks. We would hold her and pluck them off her and she would then stay for a month or so and then pull the same stunt again. She was always thin and smallish.
In the winter she would wait at the door, and head out and then come back after ten minutes and then give us that look like "Why did you let me out in the first place?" I'd play my guitar and she would head butt me relentlessly. Did I mention as cat's go, she was beautiful. She tolerated our dogs even though you could tell she didn't have much respect for the tricks they did just to get a treat.
After she was about 10, she started to transition into more of a house cat. Helen had developed allergies for her but she still let Skeena stay in her room each night. Skeena would be lay on her head and they would sleep. When Helen went off to college three years ago, she would still stay in her room, coming out during the day to grace us with her presence. I'd never been a cat person, but she just grew on me. A couple of weeks ago when Helen was home on break, she told me Skeena seemed thin, but I didn't think much of it, because she had always been scrawny. But the day after Helen went back to school, I picked her up and she was clearly very thin under that beautiful fur. Suzanne and I took her to the vet and they gave an ultrasound and she had many tumors and you could see that she was in trouble. Steroids were prescribed to give her some weight gain, but that was all they could do.
This past Thursday when i got up she couldn't get up on the couch when I played guitar without me lifting her, but when I did she went through her usual routine, head butting me until I just layed on the couch and let her lay on my chest and play. After I went to work Suzanne said she layed in a sunbeam on the rug, walked by the dogs and actually acknowledged them. She went outside and stayed out for 20 minutes and then came in and retired to Helen's room. That night when we checked in on her she had passed. She just crawled into a cozy spot and looked like she passed without distress. I didn't realize how much she meant to me (yes I cried). We decided not to call Helen as she had two finals the next day at school.
We decided to go visit Helen in person that night and tell her. I googled "Skeena" and besides being a river in Canada, the Urban dictionary had this to say:
back-up; "i've got your back."
when you're a gangster and some jerk is going to jump you, you ask your closest gangster friends for some skeena
and then they jump in to assist with the butt kicking.
I laughed as read this as she was really Helen's sidekick. And I thought that sound like what you want in a boat. Something that has your back. We've bought a new camper and I can see the Core Sound won't have my wife aboard much ( I love her, but she doesn't have the water gene) so changing the name didn't seem like a big deal. And being the boat is grey like Skeena it all made sense. Here when I am really close to launch a Cat-Ketch, the name just shows up. I made a card for Helen with the urban dictionary definition and a picture of the Core sound line drawing and the word Skeena displayed with the same cat paw as I have on Wildcat, my Sea Pearl. Suzanne and I had a big dinner with Helen. There were tears and stories and a bottle of wine (Strange when your little child is 21). When we got to the realization that we were all just lucky to have her for 14 years, I gave her the card. She was so excited about the legacy of Skeena living on. So there you have it.
And here is Skeena today:
The spirit of Skeena lives on.
Windows are in. The hatch will be on tomorrow. Masts and Spirits are done. There is work for sure, but I can see launch is closing in. I'm taking this Friday off and I'll have three full days to focus this weekend!