A year ago, Tomcat left.
It's hard to believe that it's been a year. I still cry almost every day. I have had such a hard time adjusting (euphemism). I really miss my companion of 20 years.
When I got Tommy, he was a bit over 2 months old, would fit in the hand of my then-BF, and was full of energy. We've been through so much and now I have to go through life without him. I miss him like a part of my own soul, and am fairly convinced he was the love of my life, silly as it sounds.
Tomcat was a smart little dude who loved to learn things. He knew about 50 different instructions, would have very precise routines for many activities, and kept learning more until a few weeks before he left.
He could do all kinds of things on command, including but not limited to : sitting, jumping, lounging, eating (and going back to eat XD ), waiting outside a room, taking medication... And oh, let's not forget what a good boy he was during shower time !
They smelled bad of course. They made Trixie run to the bedroom. But they were our tradition.
Fireworks suck now.
I don't even go to the window anymore. I don't have it in me to count how many can be seen from the balcony. I don't open the shutters.
I can't imagine myself enjoying fireworks again.
Even if I have a third cat someday, trying to enjoy the fireworks with them would feel like replicating something I had with Tom. I'm not gonna confuse or scare a kitty just to relive this.
It's gone.
It's just gone.
Sorting old video files when suddenly...
i fear these never close up.
2 years is still a very short time to grieve. He's been with you for so long, and was such a perfect companion. you've been through so much together.
@leroimiracle : yeah no, I spent 10 of those minutes looking for some scotch tape to put it safely someplace where I'll find it again*, I get you. I also emptied his bowl of dry kibble LAST WEEK (the wet stuff, thankfully, I didn't keep).
*I'm out of tape, eventually I put it in one of his "socks".
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