Remembering

Usually I try to keep “real life” out of this blog and focus only on horses, but today, I’ll make an exception. Yesterday my family lost one of our two cats, a pretty fluffy tabby named Belle.

I know it wasn’t an easy decision to have her put down, but it was for the best, as she had gotten very old and very weak. There was simply no reason to make her suffer or wait for her condition to get any worse. She was 17.

While I am upset about this, as is the rest of my family, I have to remember that she lived a very long and good (and so spoiled!) life. I remember (though faintly, as I was three) my aunt bringing her to our house when she was a kitten. We named her Belle then, after Belle in Beauty and the Beast. 🙂

She had the funniest meow… well, I don’t even know if you could call it a meow, exactly. It sounded more like “yeah” which was rather funny. She lived with us in 5 different homes and travelled up to MT with us in our trailer a few years back. She LOVED going outside to wander around in the grass (and eat it of course) as well as sit in the windows and glare at the squirrels and birds. She was very spoiled, and while she wasn’t the nicest cat I’ve ever known, that didn’t stop us from loving her.

Having her gone after all this time is upsetting. It’s hit my family pretty hard. But when it came time to say goodbye, it seemed that she was happy, or at peace, or something, which is good. Knowing that is helping me at least.

I’ll miss her. 😦

These pictures are all several years old. (the one above was taken when I was 8 or 9 I believe…) But they’re some of my favorites that I’ve found. 🙂

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