Thursday, May 20, 2010

A Year Ago Today...

I lost my little kitty cat. He was twenty two and I miss him every single day, even though I know I was blessed to be with him as long as I was. Right now I'm in Arkansas celebrating my friend Sarah's wedding and meeting my other friends little daughter for the first time. So there's new life and new hope everyday. I'm thinking about getting a new kitty... maybe... but there are still many days I cry and so many days I hurt. Now at least I'm remembering the wonderful things about Spot versus just the emptiness I feel. The whirring sounds he made and how if you hugged him just right he sounded like a squeezey toy. I'm also starting to dream of him watching over me, which is nice, except in all he wants is for me to feed him. I'm glad that on such a hard day I am surrounded by all those I love. Maybe I'll tell them why I might be a little withdrawn... maybe I'll just try to carry on like any other day... or maybe they'll just be there for me like they always are. My friend Sarah had me typesetting some quotes for her wedding, and this one I felt was perfect, for today and always:

"I think we dream so we don't have to be apart so long. If we're in each other’s dreams, we can be together all the time."

- Hobbes (of Calvin and Hobbes)


I had tears in my eyes as I read your post and then I read that Calvin and Hobbes quote and I totally lost it. I'm so sorry for the loss of your precious kitty. Wow, he lived a long life! I lost my precious Ethan 3 years ago. He was 9 years old. I still can get very sad when I think about him. It is so hard to lose a pet. Maybe it is time for you to get another kitty. One of my other blog friends lost her cat that she had for years awhile back and she decided to get another one a little while after. I think it has helped her with the sadness somewhat. I know our pets go to a better place and I hope they are happy wherever they are and I hope we will see them again someday.

Take care,


I think I even remember when you got him, with Spike. They were so cute and little! My favorite memory is Daniel yelling out the back door, "Spotty, Spikey, Food Time!"

I hope you can fill today with good memories to help you get through the sad ones.

I understand. I lost my best friend of 9 years (not near as long as yours) two years ago. I still think about him everyday. Big hugs to you!

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