Oliver came to me one summer afternoon with two sibblings who both died shortly afterwards. He was the most skittish of the three and took me two months to tame. He was orange striped with only one eye. He was very special to me because at that time my mom had just lost her baby and I had no where to turn.
I fell in love with my feline who would stand outside my back door looking in to say when you comming out to play. He was a one person cat for a very long time. He became my solid rock when my world fell apart. He would place his paw on the door glass hoping it would attract my attention. I had left him home outside both Christmases before and never thought much about it.
A family friend was going to come and feed both cats while we were away. We were a little worried about our other cat but we knew Oliver could fend for himself and so we didn’t think too much about him while we were gone. Well when we got back Ace was waiting but we didn’t see Oliver. I called and called for him but he didn’t come.
My mom tried to tell me he was probably out hunting somewhere but I didn’t really listen. somehow I knew he was dead even though I had checked allthe roads and didn’t see him About a week later I decided to look a little bit harder and searched asking people if they had seen him. A young woman mentioned she had found a cat to his discription in the road and had moved him in to the feild. She took me to where she had laid him and I knew.
Just seeing him lying there but I still couldn’t believe it was my baby. He didn’t look dead just asleep. I ran off and spent three hours by myself in about ten degree weather crying.
Thinking I will never again hold him pet him see his face staring in the window. I completely blamed myself and still do. If i had only stayued behind if I had boarded him maybe Oliver would still be here. I should have told him how much i loved him that I would never leave him that he was number one even though he had to stay outside. He thought I loved Ace more because he could come in but the truth as Oliver eat just as much but he sprayed when he came in to mark his territory and we couldn’t have that because we lived in an apartment.
I have many regrets but I will never regret falling in love with the runt of the litter giving him my heart. I don’t know whether pets go to heaven but I hope they do because there are so many things I have to tell him I didn’t get a chance to tell him. He was only about three and a half when he died.
I hope those three years were good ones. If your listening up there Oliver I love you and miss you everytime I watch Your favorite movie Oliver and Company I think of you my little orange one eyed tabby that just wanted to be loved.
Love Always
| Oliver |
| Rebekah Deichman |