Cupcake was a garden kitty. In the heat of summer days, she slept in the shade of my daylilies, and on cooler days, she sunned herself on top of my brick arches. Cupcake was a stray, and she really belonged to no one, but I belonged to her.
Seriously. I'm crying. Not just damp eyes, but 'rolling down the cheeks' tears and nose blowing.
That was a beautiful story, so touchingly told and so descriptive. I have cats of my own, always have, so I've also had to say goodbye to my dear furry, cuddly friends. I totally understand. My heart, as you know, is aching for your loss.
Name: Carol Noel Hawaii (near Hilo) It's all about choices.
Cupcake. What a charming name for a small, independent companion... And her little energy is still in your garden, absorbing the peace and tranquility and adding hers... Letting go is so heart wrenching -
Goodness, I get OK then I come back here and it starts all over again.
Yep, I know, Kitty...I know.
Hurts like heck, and I can't get her out of my mind. I think it's because we had this routine, and every evening at 6 we met out front and sat and chatted for awhile. Then again at about 11, when I told her good night.
Of course then there are the mornings.
I was thinking about the other pets in my life. My first dog lived till she was 17, she passed the month after I went away to college. She and I were the same age.
Then there was a Lhasa apso, who was 15, then a cat, Katy...she was 17, then Flucy, nearly 19. I've never lost a cat at such a young age, and I think I just feel that I still need her. We weren't finished.
Thanks for your tears...I've shed so many I think I've shriveled like a raisin.
And thanks for all your sweet words.
I've read them throughout the day, but simply couldn't find words to say.
We've all been there...I think the love we have for our pets, and they for us, make us better people.
And our love for you Sharon. I know you will never replace Cupcake, nor would you want to. But I'm sure she wouldn't want you alone. I hope you get another baby to give a good home and all your love to , very soon.
OK, I wasn't going to tell this part, hurts too much....but here it is.
Sometime last week, she brought me another gift and dropped it at my feet. It was a silk flower, pink, like maybe a hibiscus, but it was mangled. I wondered if she snitched it from somebody's front door wreath. We played with it in the front yard till it got dark, then I came on inside and forgot about it. I did take a photo of it, but Cupcake was so fast, she didn't appear in the photo.
Finally tonight I went in to the garage, and thought about doing something about her bed. She has two blankets. So I folded the top blanket, and started to fold the second one. There was the mangled pink silk flower. She'd taken it to bed with her.
I'm keeping the flower. And the bed is still in the garage. I guess it'll have to stay there for awhile.