Harper
left us a year ago. He was in increasingly ill health, and there just wasn’t
anything more we could do. I had decided 4 years previous when we had to put
Sheba to sleep that Harper would be our last cat. I’ve had so many cats over
the years and have loved them all. And whenever it was time to say goodbye it
just destroyed me. I knew when it was Harper’s time that would be it. I could
not take any more goodbyes. And I’ve held to that decision.
When
your kids go out on their own, you have an empty nest. With cats, you have an
empty lap. Harper was the best lap cat I’d ever had. That was one of the
hardest things to get used to at first. Sitting in front of the TV with no cat.
That’s
about all I can say. I have great memories of all my kitties, except for the
end when I had to say goodbye. Just can’t do it anymore.
I’m
still a crazy cat lady. I just don’t have one in my lap.
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