I want to write one more word or two about Tungsten’s name… When I gave it to her, there was no reason behind it other than my fondness for it. But, when responding to one of the many who have kindly and patiently remarked upon my memories of my little cat, I realised something.
Tungsten is, of course, a component in the incandescent light bulb. As I understand it, it comprises the filament through which electricity passes; it then heats and glows, providing illumination. I knew this but did not connect it to my late friend. It is a tiny, thin but strong component of the bulb, it glows fiercely, so brightly that it blinds one to look directly upon it.
So it was with Tungsten. She was tiny and thin but strong, and brought light, bright light, but for only a short while.
All the people who told me that her name fit her were, of course, right, and I hadn't even seen it. But then I was very close to her, and one doesn’t always see what’s before one’s eyes, especially when it’s so bright.