Our Ancient Street Cat Passed Away

thank you for this. i feel like i got to know him too! so i’m grateful you did all this work that must have been so lovely and so painful to do, just to pay tribute to him and share him with the world. i lost two cats in the last few years. it is still strange to have an empty house. i still expect to hear meowing outside the bathroom door when i get out of the shower, or see them come down the hall when i’m washing dishes. i still think of the left side of the couch as “george’s spot”. the thing i remind myself, the thing that got me through the grief, is what a privilege it is to be their person — to be the person who knows and loves them the most, the person they need the most. it’s a privilege to love someone for their whole life right up until the end and forever. it’s a privilege to be strong for them when they need you the most. it’s a privilege to love them and hold them and be with them for the last moments of their life. it means that your bond with him is stronger than anyone else’s. and that it is your strength that comforts them and makes them safe and honours and gives them dignity when they go. as much as it hurts to lose him, remember what a privilege it is to know someone and love them that much.
i’ll never know if you see this or if it helps you but i hope it does because i understand. best wishes.