April 15 1980 —– May 31 2000
My cat Cream Puff lived to be the ripe old age of 20.
That’s pretty good right? I think so…
but I miss her so much.
When I was three years old my parents got me the much
promised kitten I had been begging for.
There must have been 10 cats there that day black white brown.
I just couldn’t decide and then up ran this little scrap of a kitten with a
voice like a 20-year smoker (she LOVED to talk).
I’ve later come to realize that she was a Tonkinese (kind of a fat Siamese)
mixed with calico but she was the greatest thing I had ever laid eyes on
and I wanted to name her snowball (enter parental logic).
She followed after me when I went for long walks
tolerated wearing doll dresses being stuck in a baby bed
and never bit me or scratched me once. She slept on my face at night
and seemed to know exactly when I was crying or sick.
I let her eat my pet mouse (two of them) and gave her reign over
my Labrador Pooky who she cleaned carefully ever morning whether
Pooky liked it or not.
I had to leave her with my mom for college but in three years I
graduated and she got me all the way through law school.
She picked the men I dated and picked my most recent boyfriend.
On May 13 I graduated from law school. She tolerated moving about for
a week or so just fine but then she got very weak memorial day weekend.
I took her to the vet dropped her off to get some fluids
but she left us just after 9am on May 31.
I never got to say good-bye.
I cried for two days straight and I still cry because I miss her so
and I want to be with her. My arms are empty at night and my favorite
stuffed animal wears her collar.
I know that she looks down on me though and one day we’ll be together.
I guess I am all grown up now but it hurts like I am three years old
and I don’t think that will ever go away.
Mommy loves you Poofers
Big Kitty Creamy Kitty
Cata-cata-cata!!!
Suzy
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