The
sweet ginger kitty that I wrote about is now gone. I like to call him
Orange Kitty. He was adopted. I prayed for this but I still miss him.
It is not the same without him. Whenever I walked outside he would
run over to me. I used to love our little walks. I was told that
someone has given him a home. I sometimes wonder who it is. I never
got to say goodbye to my sweet friend. It just does not feel the same
here without him. He was healthy before he left. The neighbors took
him to the vets and they gave him medicine for his teeth. But I think
he was tired of living on the streets. At the end he just seemed so
exhausted from always fighting to survive outside. I always told
Orange Kitty that when I leave this place, I would take him with me.
But we can’t always keep others waiting. Someone else will come
in and it's over just like that. I really loved that cat. I am glad I
always told him that. I just wish that I could see him one last time.
I learned so many things from that sweet ginger cat. When you really
love someone you wish them the best. It is like that saying when you
love someone you let them go. It is for the best. He has a home now
and he is no longer on the streets. In life we can be selfish at
times and make people wait, but it is not right. I always thought
that he would be there. And now he is gone. This is a part of life.
We always think that someone will be there and then one day they are
not.
I
feel that when we write letters or stories that the message somehow
gets to the person that is meant to hear it. Somehow and some way
this will reach the sweet orange kitty. He will just sense me. Cats
are very intuitive. I also believe that writing is healing. It helps
us say what is bottled up inside of us. So many of us walk by cats or
humans that have no home and we go on about our day. I used to cry
seeing him outside. It bothers me when I see an animal in need.
Animals are the purest form of love. They just try to help us and
they just want to be loved. They don’t hurt us like humans do.
We can learn a lot from animals. It is a bittersweet ending. I am so
happy that the orange kitty has a home but I do miss him. As I walked
to my car tonight I noticed how different everything is now. The
other cats are gone as well. Orange kitty was the glue to keep the
animals together. He was the leader. He was the only reason left for
me to stay at the place I live. Now I will leave soon too. This may
not be the ending that I had in my mind. However, all that matters is
Orange kitty is safe and I am so glad I met him. I will never forget
him. I know my neighbors will remember him too. He touched so many
people's lives. He was an angel in a cat's body.
