Monday, June 9, 2014

Not Just A Cat

Scout was her name. I called her my gypsy cat. Wherever I went, she went. And I was always on the move. I liked nothing better than to throw a backpack of clothes in the back of my little yellow truck and hit the road. Sometimes I'd be gone for a few days. Sometimes for a season. I just let the wind carry me and the weather determined how long. And Scout was beside me on every journey. That seven toed Russian blue was my sidekick, my pal for a very, very long time. When I finally settled down, she settled down, too.

Five years ago I had to say goodbye to her. She took her last breath, in front of the woodstove, her favorite place, one winter evening. I didn't go to work for days. I cried all the time.

I miss that animal. I still think about her a lot. C and I are always reminding each other of the neat things she used to do and the pure joy she brought into our lives. You never get over it. And why should you want to?

I've got Skye now. Ironically, she is so much like Scout it's weird. Every now and then she will do something that only Scout girl would have done. I'm always saying, "Scout used to do that." And Skye LOVES to lay in front of the fireplace!

If you have a cat then you know what it's like to have them as part of your family. And if you don't have children, they are your children.

My dear friend Marie, I call her Bernard, just lost her beloved cat, Angelo Buttertoast Jones. They've been together for many years. I would bet he was her pal, too, like Scout was for me. And I'm pretty sure they shared everything together. She's hurting right now and I just want to let her know that I completely understand what she is going through.

I hope she knows she is not alone and that Angelo, that big beautiful Tabby, will always be in her heart. All of what he is and was, she can have forever.

Marie's blog is called A story nonetheless. You can read about Angelo Buttertoast Jones the Cat here.

http://www.pencilfox.com/

Thanks for being here, everybody.

 

 

 

11 comments:

  1. I feel for your friend's pain. And my mom is also grieving. She had to put her dog to sleep yesterday. She is overcome with waves of sorrow.... our pet's lives are too short. Sending prayers of peace to Marie. Thanks for sharing, prairie sister.

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  2. So sorry to hear that Marie is dealing with the loss of her beloved cat. They really do become our family don't they? The bond is a special and unique one. "You never get over it. And why should you want to?" - LOVE this part of what you wrote. So so true.

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  3. No, I will never "get over" the loss of a pet. They come into our lives, bond with us. see us through the best and the worst of times. A pure, unconditional love like that is hard to find. We are lucky to have known that kind of love. xx

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  4. Yes, indeed, Marie and Angelo have been in our hearts for days...I am constantly amazed at the bond we make with animals...I really cannot quite understand it...thank you for your lovely post xx

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  5. Sometimes angels have fur and paws xx

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  6. bless you for this, dear friend.
    you were immediately in my thoughts upon my rising from sleep, this evening.
    now i know why.

    you are a tender soul….a sensitive soul….and i am blessed to call you my friend.

    LOVE

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  7. "If you have a cat then you know what it's like to have them as part of your family. And if you don't have children, they are your children." IT'S TRUE!!!! :)

    My Aunt-in-law, Colette, loyal and proud horse "Pera" died, 35 years old. . . 35 YEARS OLD! ! !

    I'm sorry.

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  8. just home from CA and catching up on blogs... it was so hard to read about angelo. i am normally so upbeat and positive, yet lately sadness just overflows at times. to be honest, sometimes i am scared of so much sadness.
    thank you for supporting our mutual friend. i know it is appreciated.

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  9. ♥♥♥

    love and light light light

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  10. beautiful memories of your sweet gypsy cat ♥ and now you have skye ♥
    I have experienced love and loss throughout the years when our sweet pets have passed & think of each one of them all the time. Just today while tidying I came across a photo of our Ernie ~ we adopted him when he was 11 years old and he was pure joy. each one has their own unique personality. we've had three labs - all very different. sending love and prayers to your friend ♥

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