Thanks, MamaBear.
This is the third cat she has lost. Her first, Simone, was also hit by a car.
Her second, Sassy, just disappeared. That picture was of Marissa and Sassy.
About a week after Sassy disappeared, Milo appeared in our yard. Marissa would swear that her prayers were answered. He walked up to Marissa and put his front paws on her legs asking to be picked up.
This morning, she was laughing and crying while she remembered him hiding behind a chair and then attacking me when I walked by.
It is difficult to lose a pet, but it is better to love and lose one than to never have a pet to love.
We will get another but will probably wait about a month.
"This morning, she was laughing and crying while she remembered him hiding behind a chair and then attacking me when I walked by." We live too close to the road to let our pets have much freedom. We finally decided that any cat would need to be an indoor cat. So far, it's working. Our current cat is going on eight years with us. Here she is ...
Cat, Waiting For The Sunlight
The morning sun is shining bright,
Dust motes down the hall begin to stir.
Cat is sitting patiently, with paws tucked in for warmth,
Waiting for the Sun to start its purr.
Cat knows how to speak the language of the Sun,
She hears the happy thrumming of its voice.
And lying in the sunlight while the music plays,
Unless she’s really hungry, is her choice.
Of course the dog disturbs her reveries,
Crowding in to warm like a china bull,
She gives a stare that should melt fur.
Perhaps her batteries are not quite full.
Reluctantly, she leaves her post,
With a gaze of mild regret. She’s very put upon,
The Sun winks knowingly back to her,
They’ll have a tryst in private later on.
NicknamedBob . . . . . . October 10, 2006