by Karen

You were just a scrawny scrap of black spunk when

you wandered up into our yard.

Barely a month old and starving fevered and evidence of where

skin had been torn off of your leg.

You were so tiny you looked like you were “all ears”.

No sooner had I picked you up and said “we must feed you”

that your brother Charlie popped out of the bushes.

He was starving too but not sick and on deaths doorstop

like you were.

From first sight you were the most loving cat I have ever met.

Even starving as I knew you were you chose affection and

love over food. Your love was so big that I felt honored to be

in your presence.

That night while I was outside again checking on the “little miracle”

that had wandered into our lives I looked up into the night sky

and felt the magic that seemed to surround us and I knew that

your name was “Midnight Star”.

You were in so many ways.

Not only did your midnight black coat have the occasional tiny

twinkle of white that reminded me of a star you were also there,

like a guiding light reminding us that love is the one

most important thing in life.

Midi I love you.

My mind reels and my heart aches.

It was only Monday that I took you to the vet to find out you

had feline leukemia.

You had only seemed sick since Sunday morning.

Before that I thought maybe you had an upset stomach

or something.

When you had not eaten all Sunday or drank any water

and moved only to go to the box I knew something

was very wrong.

The diagnosis blew me away for a bit.

I knew there had to be something we could do.

Then yesterday I found out that your white blood cell count was

off the charts. (12,000 normal yours was 69,000).

You had cancer the kind that crowded out all the oxygen

carrying red blood cells. That was why you had no energy.

Still I was scrambling to find some treatment.

I woke up this morning to find you in pain when I tried to

give you water.

You howled with pain and yet couldn’t even lift your head

or move your foot you were so weak.

I knew that we had to let you go.

For three and a half years you honored us with your

presence and love.

I am so grateful for that but still it doesn’t seem right that

you are gone. Life can really change in a week.

Really in the blink of an eye.

I just keep thinking you can never take enough pictures.

Still you are teaching me.

I know that you will remain by my side for as long as I need you,

and that I must grieve and then let go so that I can take what you

taught me and remember to love everyone else in my life.

Charlie your brother has been a really big clown today.

He is trying to cheer me up.

It’s the strangest feeling to be crying and laughing

at the same time.

We love you Midnight Star.

Karen