My Boys, Klaus and Ira
I, like most pet owners with no children, often refer to my
cats as 'my children', but while there is some truth in that,
it doesn't represent a true reflection of what a relationship
with a pet becomes. It's more like a great friendship or
companionship. When I watch my sister with her children or
friends with theirs, there is a different sort of interaction
that occurs. I socialize with my cats. I work at home and they
are a part of every day life. We walk together in the garden,
they smell the flowers or the catnip. They sit or lay and
groom or play with bugs, while I sit and have a glass of wine
or cup of coffee. Each of us enjoys the time in our own way,
and although we do speak to each other, the time is also spent
well in silence.
I
lost them both this year. Ira passed away
on March 16, 2006 and
Klaus
passed away on July 11, 2006. They are brothers we found as
infants under some shrubs in the spring of 1992. They were
such significant influences in the household, the world is
like a different place without their presence.
Ira's death was shocking and it took quite a long time to get
beyond the pain to the mourning. However, Klaus was sick and
he needed so much interaction and time, that the change wasn't
unexpected. However, when Klaus left us, the change seemed
immense. My entire social life has changed. I'm not trying to
imply I don't have human friends, but as we all know, it's
pretty time-consuming to live our lives, keep up the home and
still maintain friendships with others in the same position.
The cats were here all the time and were a part of every day
living. Now they're gone and it's sadly silent.
It amazes me that such a small degree of change can cause such
a huge difference in perception.
It's been over a year now since they left us. Another cat has
adopted us since, Guy, and he's a totally unique cat.
Here's what I think he would say
about his life if he could speak human.
Even though time passes and the hurt of the loss
diminishes, there are still mornings I wake up wishing to see
Klaus at the end of the bed 'telepathing' me his breakfast
order. Or walk into a room and visualize Ira curving his body
around the door with that 'question mark' tail working it's
magic.
So many times, we will be sitting outside or
in the kitchen and become very quiet. It never fails that
we're missing one or other of the boys, thinking about
something they would be doing 'right now'. We can see Klaus
lying on his back, back legs out straight, front paws relaxed
on his breast. He looks at us with those winky eyes and voices
a silent meow.
And of course, every time we have fish or seafood dinners, we
silently contemplate Ira's anxious chatter and gentle paw on
our thigh, requesting a taste (or a plate of his own?).
Grace, their sister, has become our dining attendant, often
requesting a bit be served to her as well. She's insistent
that any time we have unfocused is spent with her. She is
constantly talking to us about any little thing. Her voice has
become quite loud and intense. Our time with her is mingled
with concern that we may lose her soon, however she still
dashes around the house chasing imaginary bugs or mice and
generally seems fairly healthy other than what seems to be a
touch of arthritis.
Sam has also become extremely attached...to the degree that he
is now a lapcat when I'm working. All of his life, he has
hated to be picked up or held, but now he insists on lying in
my lap between me and my desk, purring and kissing my hands as
I type (naturally this leads to some problems...).
Things in this household are very different now.
Would you like to comment on the loss of a pet?
There comes a day when our pets leave us for another place. I suspect none of us knows for certain just where they go, whether it be pet-heaven or
some other version. I think most of us who have loved a pet believe they are somewhere wishing they were still with us, even as we wish we were still with them.
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