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The Stalled Battle for Neu Sittangbad: Not Dead, Just on Hold for a Little Longer. . .

The late  Grand Ducal Feline, the sorely missed Princess Rannveig I.  August 1994-April 20, 2012.

As suggested by my post title above, things have been on hold here at Stollen Central for a few weeks as real life has intervened in oh so many ways, getting in the way of virtually all gaming and painting since before the Easter Holiday.  An endless morass of student projects that have needed reading, grading, and commentary (the worst papers usually require more of the latter), an unforeseen and expensive problem with replastering one of the kitchen walls, etc., etc., etc.  Hopefully, after this weekend, with another batch of mostly mediocre student papers, things will relax a bit and some time will become available for more fun things in life once again, like wargaming and continuing with Neu Sittangbad.

Saddest of all, we finally had to make that tough decision late last night to have our aging and ailing cat 'Rannveig' put to sleep at the all-night emergency animal hospital, following a diagnosis two months ago of advanced cancer in her chest and abdomen.  It was not unexpected, and we had considerably longer with her than our veterinarian gave us reason to expect in February, but finally confronting the inevitable was difficult.   

Named after a character in an Icelandic saga, Rannveig was a great companion with an absolutely huge personality, who lived with me for over 17 years.  She actually shed tears when I returned from Norway after a year abroad in 2000, to pick her up at my parents' house and move on to Minneapolis, Minnesota with her.  My wife and I also credit Rannveig with bringing us together in early 2001 because the Grand Duchess was the only woman that Rannveig tolerated for longer than a few minutes.  The stories I could tell, but Rannveig and Sonja became fast friends when the latter immediately began speaking German to the former when they first met after a morning of skiing in February '01.  In any case, Rannveig finally allowed out toddler son, Young Master Paul, to pet and stroke her as she purred yesterday morning while the two sat together on the kitchen floor after their respective breakfasts, so I like to think that she left us on a relatively good note.

Please watch for additional firefight results and new orders from the generals von Tschatschke and de Latte respectively right here later in the week! 



A few days later. . .
 
It's the weirdest thing.  And it will sound crazy.  But both my wife and I could swear that we have heard the familiar jingle of Rannveig's name and vaccination collar tags many times since her unfortunate demise last week.  It's not creepy, just a pleasant, comfortable sound in the background as we move through the house during our daily/nightly activities.  I'm normally not a superstitious person, but there are certainly enough stories around about convergences between the physical and the spiritual worlds.  It would not surprise me at all if Rannveig weren't still with us in some form.

Comments

Keith Flint said…
Commiserations over your loss. We had to do the same with our much loved dog recently and these things are not easy.

Looking forward to the resumption of the game.

Best wishes, Keith.
tradgardmastare said…
Sorry to hear about the demise of your glorious cat.

I too look forward to the game starting once more...
Bluebear Jeff said…
Having had to say goodbye to our two cats (aged 17 & 19) last year I sympathize with you and your family.

After many months without one, we now have a new cat (all black like Rannveig was) from the SPCA . . . so when you are ready I hope that you will find a new feline friend as well.


-- Jeff
John said…
May I add commersations about the loss of your family cat. Isn't it strange how these events impact us. My two young daughters found 2 bunnies and cared for them only to have them eaten by a ferret. They handled it better than I did!
Steve Gill said…
So sorry to hear about Rannveig, it is very sad having one's beloved cats put to sleep.

No worries regarding the stalled battle, this style of game doesn't need to be done in a rush.
Mosstrooper said…
Sorry to hear of your sad loss.
Gone but not forgotten - she looked a character!

Good to have you back Stokes..
Anonymous said…
I too offer what condolences I can on the loss of Rannveig. I'm more of a dog person, but it's amazing how much comfort and joy our furry friends bring to us.

Hopefully renewing the fight at Neu Sittangbad will bring you some joy. Though, if you return and find the troops have used the lull to set up entrenched camps, or worse, siege lines, you may be in for a rough time!
David Morfitt said…
I'm very late commenting here - had lots of ill-health and little time or energy to explore and comment on others' blog, I'm afraid (or even do much on mine). I'm sorry to hear about Rannveig; haing lost a rescue cat a year from 2006-2009, I have some idea how you feel, I think. But I was happy to see you now have a new cat and an all black one too. (We currently have 3 rescue cats - one all black, Tink, who is a real tomboy; Socksie, a rather nervous black and white; and Purdie, an elderly black and white cat who thinks he's still a young hunter, unfortunately for our wildlife garden wildlife and also for his rheumaticky joints.)

Cheers,

David
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