So, she's gone.
My (okay, our...) beloved cat, Baby, is gone.
I miss her.
My heart hurts when I think about how I'll never see her again How I'll never see her truckin' along, wanting to be around people and being an attention-whore. How I'll never hear her insanely loud purr that never went away. How I'll never feel her lumpy fur in my fingers. How I'll never get to secretly snuggle with her when Tag's not paying attention. How I'll never get to feed her friskies again. How I'll never accidentally step on her because she somehow managed to always be right under my feet. How I'll never get to pretend to have conversations with her because that was our thing. How I'll never get bitten or meowed at because she's mad, or bored, or annoyed, or happy, or excited, or playful. She's gone, and that's the end.
Heartbroken.
Who knew?
I know she's a girl, but I really, really love this movie, and this quote seems to resonate with me so often.
I feel like there's just been so much loss this year. I really don't like it.
I'm just really, really sad. And sometimes when I think about it, I get upset because I'm so emotional over a cat, and that just feels silly. But then I know in my heart that she was so much more than just a cat. She was family, and saying goodbye to family is... impossible.
"and i know it's only natural to be sad, but not because of the words "he dies," but because of the life we saw prior to the words." | mr. magorium's wonder emporium
