In 1994 during Christmas break my first cat Fang passed away. I went back to College heart broken and for 4 months dreaded having to go home when the school year was over. Then a friend told me her grandparents’ cat had kittens. Of course we had to go and cuddle them.
The kittens were 3 days old but the mama put up with us. I looked at all of them and zeroed in on an all gray kitten that was fuzzy and pushing her litter mates away. Right then I knew she would be mine. I called and got permission from my parents to get a kitten. 4 days before the semester ended I was able to smuggle the kitten into the dorms and we were together ever since then.
For 19 years my beautiful gray cat was by my side. Even when I was scrimping to feed myself and her. She never complained and was my constant companion when I thought I had no one else. Her piercing green eyes could see when I was hurting and in need of cuddles and kisses. But one day I was looking at her and noticed she had lost weight and she hadn’t been taking care of her fur. I knew she had arthritis and was dealing with that. So to the vet we went. My heart dropped when he said it was the beginnings of kidney failure. 1 year she lived with this. I treasured every moment we had left together. I know that she is no longer sick and is happily running the fields once more. Now there is an empty spot on my bed and a hollowness in my heart. My beautiful gray haired green eyed queen is gone and I miss her.
I love you my little Nermalia,
| Judy |