0853/30th April 2024 Tuesday morning Sophia had to go for a booster shot, so the day started with a quick excursion to the vet. It's such a help to have a vet clinic just ten minutes away, minimising the traumatic journey . As we drove, I held…
Tuesday morning Sophia had to go for a booster shot, so the day started with a quick excursion to the vet.
It's such a help to have a vet clinic just ten minutes away, minimising the traumatic journey .
As we drove, I held the cat carrier in my lap so I could stroke Sophia's head to offer comfort, but it did not calm her anxious wail which was such a poignantly familiar sound.
Sophia is the half-sister of Patches.
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That brief moment brought back the trip we took with Patches in February.
She cried pitifully and I tried to soothe her, saying it was alright, we'd be going home soon.
But Patches did not come home and since her death, the little faces of our remaining 7 cats speak to me of more heartache to come.
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We have all grown old together. Even the three younger cats are middle-aged now.
Animal companions have short lives. We know this and accept it when we take them into our hearts.
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Each loss brings heartbreak but we get past it because there are other animals to care for and love.
Lily is my senior cat. She came in 2008.
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We don't know Muffin's age but we believe she is quite old and sometimes she seems so frail. She is my last Himalayan. There has been one in my life for almost 40 years.
It is foolish to torment oneself with such thoughts but the knowledge that there will be no more once they are gone, sometimes takes my breath away.
There are plenty of older cats one could adopt but at my age even that is not something I can consider.
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After all these years, Tinkerbelle still doesn't like me, yet she occupies a place in my heart just like the others.
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Dee Dee
Blackie
Willow
Our three younger girls. They would be affronted to be called middle-aged.
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Age is not always significant.
Thimphu was only 8 when I lost him suddenly.
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For the past couple of days I've struggled to understand the sadness that has been weighing me down but writing this has made sense of it.
Once I understand emotion, I have a better chance of coping with it.
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