[The Void]
kitty
2007-07-17
Sometimes getting used of a common fact of life is damn there impossible. There are things so small and detailed that cling to your heart. You cannot see them, but sense them in a way that boggles all logical thought. They are feelings and memories. They are emotions, and ties. They are things that make you re experience even against your own will.
Shakespeare was no ordinary kitty cat to me. He was a drama king straight out of a any drag queen flick. He would sprawl out on the kitchen floor if he was hungry. Acting like he hasn't been fed in days...in truth it had been merely an hour.
He would cuddle at your feet after clawing your leg ..just to let you know he was there. And of course on my pillow when I went to bed. Often found nestling and cleaning my cheek while I was deathly ill with a nasty lung infection last month. He was mostly a black cat, with white areas. And he was a doll.
While kittens play like crazy, we have been really careful over the almost three months they have become part of our family. But a recliner always has dangerous areas....and he found one of them.
I cried so hard, all night and into the next day. I still have his five siblings running about. And they have been extra cuddly and attentive since he left. The hardest part was watching his mother lick him continuesly as trying to wake him from a sleep that will last forever. She had trusted me to watch over them often and at this point had let her down it seemed. I held her almost all night.
Some say it was just a cat, not like a dog....I still don't get this idea. I do not own a dog, never had....and most likely never will. Cats really choose their owners....and he choose me. Along with bobcat...who still hangs close by letting me know he is still my kitty cat.
I have spent a few hundred dollars on my cats. Taking them to the vet, and check ups....I tend to them as family and really feel they are family. With status and depth that a family member deserves. I remember running momma cat to the vet after her miscarrage....it was all fine of course but I was so worried. This batch of kittens was a nice surprise after that horrible incident.
Been dealing with it slowly. Trying to trust myself again with their proper care and attention....granted that recliner is biting the dust....I just can't look at it the same anymore.
But I suppose....all Shakespeares tales end in tragedy. And maybe that was a fitting name to the kitty that responded to it. I am happy it was a quick ending. And happy for the siblings that still run at my feet. Glad there is a dumpster that recliners can meet their ends. And that I have a small house to better look over the little angels....just not happy enough sometimes.
pain sucks....
One Tough Cookie (2007-07-18)
*hugs*
Mary Mary Quite Contrary (2007-07-18)
So sorry for your loss.
- Sometimes a picture helps...I still have mine up :)
Aiyana (2007-07-18)
I'm sorry *Hug* I know how difficult it can be to lose a family member like that.
Malwinder (2007-07-18)
We have also a Cat in our home.this cat is come our home when his mother carry him in our home and after some day his mother gone some where and the kitty is alone and become our family part in few moments.he is playing with us and is very
cute,active kitty.
and after a year he is also gone some where.
we are finding him every where but we not found him.
we thanks God so Much to give us the movement to share our life's part with him.
Barnabus (2007-07-17)
It's tough to lose a member of the family, yes even if that member is a cat; dog; fish or whatever! It's still a family member and those losses come hard. Thank God we eventually get over them, in taking care of the other members of the family, but for the while...tis really tough!!!
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