A year ago today, I lost a dear friend. My cat of 10 years- Puck. It was a horrible day that made Jason and I face some difficult decisions about Puck's future. It was the ultimate sacrifice to realize that it was best for him if we let him go, even though we didn't want him to leave us.
Its strange to me that it has only been a year. In many ways I feel like he has been gone for so much longer. Jason and I still talk about him a lot and miss him. We have both said that we will feel his presence occasionally. For weeks after his death, we both felt like he was still in the house. I think that in many ways, Puck changed how Jason viewed indoor cats as pets. As we sat there with Puck that morning and jointly decided that we had to let him go, Jason cried with me. When Jason and I got together- Puck came as part of the package. He and Jason had formed quite a bond in that time.
After Puck died I thought it would be a very long time before I could have another cat. Little did we know that only a month after Puck left, we would have not one, but two new kitties!!! Gypsy and Zoe filled a huge void in my life and in our home. In their first few weeks with us, we watched them get accustomed to us and our home. Ever now and then, they would do something that was just "so Puck". We would ask the girls if Puck told them what to do and how to do it. Jason and I often joked that Puck had stuck around to make sure the girls settled in and learned the ropes.
They become a part of you and never leave...
2 comments:
This is a sad anniversary :( and hard to believe it's been a year.
Man I loved that boy! He's missed by (and lives on in the memory of) more folks than just you and Jason. Darn you for making me almost cry this morning!
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