Wednesday, October 29, 2014

fuzzy

I miss my cat.
It's been 3 weeks now since he passed and the house is still too quiet. My lap is chilly. My heart is sore...although not aching anymore.
Gavin has been very friendly and snuggly to me lately, which helps, but I miss my Geek. I had a lot of quality time with him while I was home sick. He was with me for half my life. Longer than my husband even. It's a strange adjustment.

Yesterday I decided that I am going to apply to the local Street Cat Rescue Program and start the process to adopt a new fur-friend. Then when we meet the right adult cat we'll take them home with us.

4 comments:

solarity said...

Here's a prrrrrrr.

Mary Anne in Kentucky

Yum Yucky said...

My outdoor cat, Smokey, is getting old. I fear the day that you have now experienced. I'm allergic to him, so I can't really pet him a lot, but I love him so much. I expect you will see Geek again in heaven one day. I truly believe it. xo

azusmom said...

I'm so sorry! It gets easier with time, of course, but until then, remember that you gave Geek a good love, filled with love.
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JavaChick said...

Aw, I'm so sorry. So sad, and it takes time to stop hurting. My sister is just going through the same thing with her dog, and I'm feeling a little heart broken myself. Hugs to you! Hugs all around, I say!