Monday, October 18, 2010
I'm sorry to say that my first blog will be sad. My cat, Buttonboy, of almost 20 years was found dead in a neighbors yard. After having a complete meltdown I instructed my husband to wrap him up for the freezer so that I could take him home to be buried with my other cats in mom's garden. I looked out into the night earlier and said goodnight to him just in case his spirit was nearby. I only hope that he went to Rainbow Bridge to meet Misha and my other kitties. I hope he didn't suffer and yet I will never know. It wouldn't help to know anyway.I am thankful that the neighbor was kind enough to find the owner of Buttonboy instead of disposing of him. At least I will know that he is gone and not wonder and worry. I find myself hoping (again) that heaven is truly real and that God would grant me a seaside, Thomas Kinkade-ish cottage with all my cats. I do not want a mansion or streets of gold. I will miss Buttonboy's weight at my feet as I sleep at night. Goodnight dear, sweet cat.