I decided to post a tribute to my boy Tommy who was put down at 16 years old due to kidney failure on February 6 2012. What a cat. I never really wrote about this so I feel this would be a good place to do just that. First off, here are some pictures of him...
he thought it was pretty hilarious to jump into bags of laundry
I had him from a kitten which are vague memories for me being that I was about 7 years old. I do remember that I never knew a kitten could make farting noises but Tommy did lol. He was a cute lovable kitten taken from some hole in the wall animal shelter...
I am now 24. When I look at those pictures I imagine the sweet smell of his fur, the soft comforting feeling of it. I remember the way he would purr and look up at me with those pleased eyes. Like he felt so happy to be mine and I his. He knew me, he saw into me. He was such a happy cat because I loved him so dearly. He also had a great sense of humor - I know that he knew when he was being silly. I went through a very difficult dark time when I was a teenager in high school. I had no friends and felt a very deep sense of lonliness. This cat was always there for me. Unconditional love and comfort. I will always remember how much that animal changed my life especially during that uncertain time. I cried into his fur so many times. He felt so comfortable with me and cuddled with me in the cutest ways like the above picture where he is stretching his paws into my neck. He was so sweet to everyone. Anyone who met him was affected by him. Because of Tommy I am a cat lover for life. I have seen and experienced a connection with an animal that I wouldn't say is more but on a different level than human to human love.
When i had no choice but to put him to sleep that early Monday morning, I felt broken. There is no other word to describe it more. I am not good at hiding my feelings so I simply let it all out for the next few days which really helped in the long run. I am crying right now re-feeling this but it is okay and it is normal. I will always miss him and always tell people about him. I am happy that I made an entire photo album dedicated to his cute little pictures as he was alive.
My sweet Tommy. What we would give to have animals live longer. What a shame that they cannot extend as long as we can and don't they deserve to? These special gifts from God.
Well it felt good to get this all out. I hope this story touches someone else and I would like to end with this quote:
"Until one has loved an animal, a part of one's soul remains unawakened."
he thought it was pretty hilarious to jump into bags of laundry
I had him from a kitten which are vague memories for me being that I was about 7 years old. I do remember that I never knew a kitten could make farting noises but Tommy did lol. He was a cute lovable kitten taken from some hole in the wall animal shelter...
I am now 24. When I look at those pictures I imagine the sweet smell of his fur, the soft comforting feeling of it. I remember the way he would purr and look up at me with those pleased eyes. Like he felt so happy to be mine and I his. He knew me, he saw into me. He was such a happy cat because I loved him so dearly. He also had a great sense of humor - I know that he knew when he was being silly. I went through a very difficult dark time when I was a teenager in high school. I had no friends and felt a very deep sense of lonliness. This cat was always there for me. Unconditional love and comfort. I will always remember how much that animal changed my life especially during that uncertain time. I cried into his fur so many times. He felt so comfortable with me and cuddled with me in the cutest ways like the above picture where he is stretching his paws into my neck. He was so sweet to everyone. Anyone who met him was affected by him. Because of Tommy I am a cat lover for life. I have seen and experienced a connection with an animal that I wouldn't say is more but on a different level than human to human love.
When i had no choice but to put him to sleep that early Monday morning, I felt broken. There is no other word to describe it more. I am not good at hiding my feelings so I simply let it all out for the next few days which really helped in the long run. I am crying right now re-feeling this but it is okay and it is normal. I will always miss him and always tell people about him. I am happy that I made an entire photo album dedicated to his cute little pictures as he was alive.
My sweet Tommy. What we would give to have animals live longer. What a shame that they cannot extend as long as we can and don't they deserve to? These special gifts from God.
Well it felt good to get this all out. I hope this story touches someone else and I would like to end with this quote:
"Until one has loved an animal, a part of one's soul remains unawakened."