Part of my life

[sacredchao]

Nearly fifteen years ago I was sitting in a bedroom in a house in Cairns watching a kitten being born. She and her sister followed me through 14 instances of moving house, three long term relationships, including one marriage, half a degree and gender transition. She kept me sane and loved and provided me with the one constant in my life.

I haven't seen her for nearly five days.

This is unheard of for her. She greets me loudly when I come home, bugs me in the kitchen, sits on my bed and talks to me. I took her to the vet recently and the blood and urine tests they did showed that she has both hyperthyroidisn and kidney dysfunction, both moderate. On Saturday her breathing was laboured and I watched her closely but on Sunday morning she seemed fine again so I let her out as I left the house on Sunday morning because the weather was sunny. I have not seen her since.

I live in hope that I'll see her again but somehow I have a gut feeling that I won't and it's a horrible horrible feeling. I just hope she found somewhere comfortable. Fifteen years is a long friendship.

I love my stripyhead. I want her back.

Comments

[hometime.livejournal.com]

Hugs and sympathy - our cats really do hold part of our heart, don't they?

[paypabakwriter.livejournal.com]

Oh my, Forth. I know how this feels. My first black cat was about 15 when he ran out of the apartment, never to be seen again. I never knew if he was sick, but our other cat of the same age had taken sick and had to be put down. I've heard but only halfway believe that some cats know when their time is near and just want to be alone and gone. Or maybe he just missed our other cat and went to find her.

They are so mysterious and aloof yet they burrow into our hearts. I do hope she comes back but 15 years is a pretty full lifespan.