We found them at the animal shelter – two black and white brothers who had been returned when their previous owners became too senile to care for them.
They were a matching set.
I’m a crazy cat lady. I own that. When we started talking about having kids, Evan mentioned the possibility that we might have a child who would be allergic to them. I told him it would be a really tough choice about who to give up then
Even people who claimed they were “not a cat person” have admitted that our kitties are pretty darn awesome. They have always been super friendly, not aggressive in the slightest – even letting the kids hold them and pet them and use them for a pillow.
Earlier this week, we discovered one of our boys was very sick. We tried to give him a fighting chance, and then it became clear that there was either nothing left to do, or a whole lot of things that could be done, with no guarantee of a good prognosis.
We brought our sweet Gus Gus home from the animal hospital for one last night with us so we could love on him.
Though he had been aloof and unwell all day, in the middle of the night, I felt him crawl up to me purring. He slept the rest of the night on my pillow, draped around the top of my head.
Gus was my wild man, the one who wants to chase and wrestle… but who also loves with the best of them. He would literally climb up on me and wrap his paws around me in a hug. Sometimes if he felt like he wasn’t getting enough attention, he would go down into the basement and loudly meow until you called him up – to “prove” you wanted him around, apparently
I held him and stroked his fur while he took his last breath. I have to think that leaving this world with the person who loves you most of all is the best way to go.
The kids have continued to ask about him and say that they miss him. We’ve been talking a lot about heaven, and Connor lights up when he talks about Gus Gus playing with his other kitty friends in heaven. He asks me what heaven looks like, and we speculate how amazing it must be.
It was a hard day yesterday, and I’m sure missing one half of my matching set. But I’m grateful for the joy that this furry face brought to my life for the last seven years.