Twice now today I've come in from the front porch and the first thing my eye noticed was "Oh, crap! I've left the catlock open!"
Except that there's no reason to keep the door between the front and back halves of the house closed anymore. No Mittens or Slinky or Tommy... Rannie has the run of the place now. My poor strange little chatterbox of a cat; she'll be working double shifts trying to be affectionate enough for a while.
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You're gonna make me cry at work, woman.
*tear*
Will y'all eventually get Rannie some more company? I don't know about your local shelter, but mine is still full-up with cats and a few kittens.
We lost our 11 year old ridgeback, Loki, to brain cancer back in June. It still freaks me out to open the front door and not have him there wagging a welcome.
You're not being especially maudlin. Losing cherished pets is all the reason anyone needs for voicing a bit of sentiment.
Maybe some day I'll get in a reflective mood and write about the loss of Boomer, the semi-beagle, and JJ, the tri-lingual black lab. Those were not times when I was able to stay in character as a macho badass.
My condolences to Roberta and to you.
jim
When cherished pets leave us they create a hole in our lives that is way out of proportion to their size.
Lady, you and yours have my condolences.
Tom
You are expressing very well what most of us have suffered and could not articulate. You are helping me, even though I lost my dog 2 years ago.
My condolences. We just had to put down two of our cats a couple of weeks apart, both due to kidney failure. We miss them.
Not maudlin. Human. It's a condition we share.
Sorry about your friends passing Tam. Some days life is pretty hard.
Nothing maudlin about it. It's been a tough two weeks for both you and Roberta.
Give Rannie some extra catnip for us, OK?
You need to get a new kitty or two.
There are plenty of them looking for loving homes.
Comrade is right. You've had a tough two weeks, both of you. I feel for you.
Our little furry buddies are family. Anyone who can't understand that is incomplete somehow, I think. A favorite author and human being was James Herriot (All Creatures Great And Small, etc.). His recommendation was to obtain a new pet right away after the loss of a cherished critter. They just don't live long enough. You might want to check out a certain breed, Bengal cats. I'm basically a dog person, but those cats are very interesting. Kentucky Jones.
Tam ... I think the advice to get more soonest is a good one ... but the heartache's not even eased a bit!
When we (the vet and I) put my Airedale down, I couldn't think of a replacement dog ... and never did replace her.
And ... the only things we readers can do is offer e-condolences. To you ... as well as to Roberta.
Regards.
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