Disciples of The Leader Otis,
Brother Henry here. We are all still processing our painful loss, but we are beginning to heal. I want you to know that, although Leader Otis is no longer with us in the fur and flesh, the movement he started continues. The Cult of Otis lives!
As I said, we are all still processing the loss, and we all have different approaches to doing so. More than any of us, Brother Oliver always served as The Leader’s kitty caretaker. He was The Leader’s preferred pillow and surrogate mother figure. As much as Brother Oliver complained about being used as a pillow, I know he really loved The Leader and cherished the time they spent snuggling together. Since The Leader’s passing, Brother Oliver has been sleeping in the bed in which the Leader passed the last days of His life. The lingering scent of Leader Otis is bringing him some comfort.
Sir Thomas has taken a different approach to grieving. I went up to Kitty Valhalla a few days ago to find him sitting on the Sacred Orange Pillow of Enlightenment. When I walked closer, he began giving me Kitty Kissy Eyes. When I asked what he was doing he said, “Leader Otis used to sit on this pillow to seek wisdom and enlightenment. His scent is still very strong on the pillow, and when I sit on it I can feel His wisdom and love flowing through me. It makes me so happy I just can’t help but share the love!”
I asked Mama Cat… from a distance, of course… how she was doing, and she said, “Oh child, I’m hurting a little bit, but I’m also amazed at what I saw happen here. In the 14 years I spent in Limbo I saw a lot of death, but none of it was so peaceful, so loving as the passing of The Leader. No coyote carried Him off. No car crushed Him beneath its wheels. He was never cold, or hungry, or alone during His long convalescence. While it’s hard that He is gone, every kitty should be so lucky as to leave this world the way He did.”
And how am I doing? Well, I’m not going to lie and say that it’s been easy for me. As The Leader’s primary body guard for the past 6+ years, my every waking moment was dedicated to ensuring His safety. Yes, I still have the rest of The Inner Circle to look out for, but The Leader always needed the most protection, especially as His illness progressed.
But you know what? I still feel His presence. I know a part of Him is still here and, it’s strange to say it but our roles are now reversed. Although I used to watch over Leader Otis, I now feel like He is always watching over me.
So we will continue, Disciples of Otis, to carry on in The Leader’s name. There is still much work to be done, and we are just the kitties to do it. We may no longer have His physical presence, but we are all filled with His spirit. Oh, and don’t think for one minute that we have forgotten about you, Mongrel Horde. Even in The Leader’s absence we remain vigilant, and any attempts by agents of The Long Feared Dog Uprising to infiltrate Cult headquarters will be quickly foiled by 17 pounds of tabby fury and 14 pounds of knightly valor!
Thank you all so much for the supportive comments, the cards, the emails, the hugs, the thoughts, and the purrs as we have grieved the loss of Leader Otis. You really did help carry us through a very dark time. We’re ready to resume our work, but we are still adjusting to life after Otis, so we may not be updating every day like we did in the past. Time will tell. Thanks again for your continued support. It really does mean the world to all of us.
In Otis’s Name,