Animals envelop us with a love like no other. When it's gone there is an emptiness that nothing can fill.

My cat Baby Hughie, my best friend who comforted me when I was sad and loved me unconditionally through all my trials and tribulations for the past 17 years passed away on Sunday.
The pain of losing this precious boy was unbearable. He loved being by my side, followed me from room to room, sat beside me during Seahawk games and on my desk when I wrote on my laptop. From time to time he would walk over the keyboard making deletions and edits as he saw fit in whatever I was writing. I usually didn't agree with them and would have to undo his confusing edits. But he was never afraid to express his opinion about what I was writing. I see him in every room.
I see him as I sit here and write and tears come as I know he will never be here beside me again. Animals envelop us with a love like no other. When it's gone there is an emptiness that nothing can fill.
Now only Toughie, the mother of my two feral kitties, Teeny and Baby Hughie, is still with me. Because she's at least 19 or 20 I don't imagine she will be with me much longer. I only hope that God won't take her any time soon.

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