We inherited a cat when we purchased the acreage, which we presently reside, her name was 'Missy'. We quickly became part of her family. When she took us in nearly 5 years ago, she was 9 years old. About four days ago, is when we last saw her. She was a faithful old cat, who loved to hunt, at the same time was a bit of a chicken. Every once in a while she would find this playful side and would jump and dart at toys. As far as we know she never roamed very far, so as for where and what happened to her is unknown.
She will be missed by the whole family, because she was just that...a part of our family! She used to join us, when we sat by the fire pit outside...up on her stump! But knew to keep her distance when we ate outside. She had this sharp little meow, more like a bark, it was the get over here a give me some attention meow!
I have never been a big cat lover, but this old girl and I had a bond...maybe because I found myself feeding her when my boys forgot, which made her fell like I was her new servant. It had been this past year or so, that we became close friends. She used to nuzzle up to my feet and rub my legs until I began to repay the attention - then flop on her back. It was those moments where I would get lost in time. There was stress relief, while spending time with her, that I never admitted to feeling.
She is missed.
Darcy Regier, Silent River Kung Fu, UBBT, Stony Plain, Alberta, Canada.
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