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totchipanda) wrote2006-03-14 05:54 pm
totchipanda) wrote2006-03-14 05:54 pm
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I never used to understand how dad felt after he'd had to put Felix down. Felix was his "special" kitty, and about 19 months ago, something just went wrong with his head and he could hardly walk anymore. His back legs wouldn't work. He still talks about Felix as if he was still here, and only left a couple weeks ago.
WIth Nuriko gone, I feel a little like my heart has been broken. I have Guido and Smudge to keep me company, but they aren't Nuriko. There's a little empty hole there. Yesterday, I carted Smudge back and forth across the room and I felt like she should have been on the couch, watching me and wondering WTF I was doing carrying Smudge, of all kittens.
Today, the pet store has some adorable Siamese kittens, who were sleeping in the funniest positions. I crouched down to watch them for a moment (cause even though they were sleeping, they were CUTE) and I was just hit with the thought that they would make some people happy, but eventually wind up breaking their hearts just as thoroughly as mine is.
Dad had an email sent to him talking about a four-year-old boy who observed that, when his parents and vet speculated on why dogs live such short lives compared to humans, people need to live longer to learn how to do good things, like love everyone and such. "Dogs are born already knowing how to do that, so they don't live as long." Another saying I heard was "If you want unconditional love, don't put conditions on it." Does expecting your cat to at least pee in the litter box count as a condition? Probably not, since I'd just roll my eyes, sigh exasperatedly, clean it up, and go on with my day.
I Love my cats so, so much. Each and every one of them is and has been special to me. Nuriko was probably a little more than the others though, since she was the first cat we had that we raised from a 6-week old kitten. I still feel kind of like I failed her somehow.
I need an emo Cloud icon.
WIth Nuriko gone, I feel a little like my heart has been broken. I have Guido and Smudge to keep me company, but they aren't Nuriko. There's a little empty hole there. Yesterday, I carted Smudge back and forth across the room and I felt like she should have been on the couch, watching me and wondering WTF I was doing carrying Smudge, of all kittens.
Today, the pet store has some adorable Siamese kittens, who were sleeping in the funniest positions. I crouched down to watch them for a moment (cause even though they were sleeping, they were CUTE) and I was just hit with the thought that they would make some people happy, but eventually wind up breaking their hearts just as thoroughly as mine is.
Dad had an email sent to him talking about a four-year-old boy who observed that, when his parents and vet speculated on why dogs live such short lives compared to humans, people need to live longer to learn how to do good things, like love everyone and such. "Dogs are born already knowing how to do that, so they don't live as long." Another saying I heard was "If you want unconditional love, don't put conditions on it." Does expecting your cat to at least pee in the litter box count as a condition? Probably not, since I'd just roll my eyes, sigh exasperatedly, clean it up, and go on with my day.
I Love my cats so, so much. Each and every one of them is and has been special to me. Nuriko was probably a little more than the others though, since she was the first cat we had that we raised from a 6-week old kitten. I still feel kind of like I failed her somehow.
I need an emo Cloud icon.