I want to thank everyone for the caring comments, prayers, and hugs for me and my family as we made the difficult decision this week to put our sweet old kitty down.
I think we are in the reminising stage that seems to go along with grieving.
My daughter came over on his last evening and held him for quite awhile. We talked about how he came to be our cat. Here's the story....
My son noticed this young stray black cat hanging around a pizza place nearby. My son was about 24 and still living at home. He brought the cat home and then wasn't sure it was a good time to get us to agree to take in another pet. We had several other pets already. He put him into an old car sitting in our yard and gave him some food. He was going to wait for an opportune moment to bring this cat to our attention.
The next day my daughter and her boyfriend came home and there was a black cat on the porch! He had somehow gotten out of the car. She had no idea that her brother had brought this cat home. My daughter brought him in the house..."look mom, this cat was on the porch, he's so skinny! Can we keep him?"
It didn't take much to get me on board. He was so scrawny and flea ridden, and purring like crazy. But Hubby was out of town and would not be happy about another pet. This would require just the right approach.
As we discussed keeping the cat, my son came into the house. Daughter excitedly told him she had found this stray cat! Son was a bit confused because it was his stray cat! They still argue about whose cat he really was. Actually, from the very first he was my cat.
Hubby came home and knew it was a done deal....Salem was home.
He became my shadow for almost 14 years. He was a "talker" and I miss him. But he is at peace now. And I am at peace about it too. The circle of life...there is a time to live and a time to die.
So life goes on. I am quite sure there is a kitty needing a good home...it won't be long before I find him.
Thanks for listening,
Til next time,