I’m so sorry to be taking up my little space on the internet with something so morbid, but my cat died last week, I’m really struggling, writing has always been my therapy so here we are…
Georgie was one of those cats that you’d dream of having; hilariously funny, goofy, charming, intensely friendly and kind to everyone and everything. He was friends with the squirrels and foxes and a threat to nothing. He would great me everyday when I would return home, and if he wasn’t by the car by the time I got out, he would wail his head off to let me know that he was on his way. He was such a loud creature that you could have long chats with; he always greeted everyone with his version of “hello”and he was always so excited when I got home.
There will never be another cat like Georgie, he was a real character. I have electric windows in my living room, he tried to jump through one as it was closing and the mechanism failed and locked him in place. I couldn’t get him out and after a few minutes he died. It was so traumatic and one of the worst possible deaths – it just feels so unfair that a harmless, kind and lovely cat like him ended his life in such a horrific fashion. I’m truly devastated and can’t quite get a grip on my grief.
Thank you, Georgie, for letting me love you for the short time we had together, and making me feel so loved in return. You are so, so missed.