Dear little Annie. She knew Kane was not well but I wish I could explain to her what happened to that hairy old dog that she loved to sleep next to on the dog mat. That snoring old fella that never let her snuggle but would gladly share his bed if she kept her distance. No touching. Annie would wait until Kane was fast asleep and then she would lay her head on his back and sleep the night away. He was none the wiser.
She's a cat that has had many loses in her short life since we adopted her in 2012. It is always such an intriguing time to watch her as she becomes aware of the failing health of a companion animal and immediately goes in to her Florence Nightingale mode. She is a sensitive and soft-natured cat and loves to comfort the old, the sick or the lonely.
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My little angel of mercy also known as Peach.
I headed out for my walk this morning; the first since we lost Kane. I can't shake this feeling of exhaustion but I know that time will take care of it.
Christmas decor is popping up here and there which only makes the walk more beautiful.
The wind was blowing, the crows cawing and the trees were waving in the breeze. Not a bit of sunshine today but that's ok. I was in a sombre mood and the weather seemed to suit me today. At least it wasn't freezing.
I thought, as I walked, that it was time to put Kane's things away; such as the blanket that lay on the mouse-house floor. I would do that when I returned.
When I walked in I saw this...
"Hi Audrey."
Oh my goodness, that face. Well, I guess I can wait 'til tomorrow.
hugs, Deb
She's a cat that has had many loses in her short life since we adopted her in 2012. It is always such an intriguing time to watch her as she becomes aware of the failing health of a companion animal and immediately goes in to her Florence Nightingale mode. She is a sensitive and soft-natured cat and loves to comfort the old, the sick or the lonely.
http://www.biography.com/people/florence-nightingale-9423539
She was a constant companion to our beloved Siamese cat, Mr. Ed as he aged and his health was failing. Whenever he was not cuddled up with our white cat, Lily he was being kept warm and safe in the close presence of Annie. When he passed on and his companion Lily became frail with age it was Annie that watched over her as they lay in front of the old wood stove together on the cold winter nights. Then it was Kane. When she first began to lie close to him it made me feel nervous; somewhat afraid. Once again, did she know it was getting close to his time? Does she understand death as we know it? She really is an amazing animal but I can see that she misses him.
The cats had time with Kane after he passed away. I thought it might help them to understand so it was arranged for them to be alone with him for awhile. I hope it did make a difference.
I headed out for my walk this morning; the first since we lost Kane. I can't shake this feeling of exhaustion but I know that time will take care of it.
Christmas decor is popping up here and there which only makes the walk more beautiful.
I thought, as I walked, that it was time to put Kane's things away; such as the blanket that lay on the mouse-house floor. I would do that when I returned.
When I walked in I saw this...
"Hi Audrey."
Oh my goodness, that face. Well, I guess I can wait 'til tomorrow.
hugs, Deb