She has always been the ONLY thing in my life that never judged me, not once. I mean, shes a cat...but she is so much more than that to me.
Yeah yeah yeah, I'm a freak for being obsessed with my cat right?
WRONG.
She is the most adorable, sweetest little nugget you will ever meet. (You know, YOUR animal, or child is ALWAYS the cutest and sweetest right?)
Regardless,
I've had this little princess since I was 7 years old. WOW. I cannot believe that!
I remember the day that I went to pick her out. My mom had brought home a kitten a year earlier, and named him Mickey. (She is a huge Disney fan)..
Well, the Mamma Cat of Mickey had another litter a year later, and my mom thought it would be a good idea to get Mickey a pal, and a kitten for me. I remember I picked out a orange tabby with a smushed looking face, but my mom declined because it was the loudest kitten in the box. After inspecting each one thoroughly, I saw the tiny one in the corner, sleeping. A brown tabby with a little lower case "i" on her nose. And that was how Minnie and I met. I took her home and the rest is history. Turns out, she is the loudest, most talkative cat I had ever known and I love that about her. She is such a little babe.
She is the one living thing in my life that hasn't passed judgement.. HAH. Sounds stupid right? I mean, shes a cat, of course she doesn't pass judgement. She has NEVER been mad at me,...well, maybe that one time I stepped on her tail, but I mean never really has she not loved me every single second of her life.
Through allll the bull that we go through as adolescents, teens, young-adulthood, and this adulthood thing... she has ALWAYS been there for me. If I had nothing else to look forward to when I got home, or if I had a bad day, or if some guy broke my heart... I always had her.
I'm not saying that she solved all my problems as a kid, that would be ridiculous... but she sure did make it easier to cope.
The bond that children create with their pet is so pure, so innocent and carefree, and I have been blessed with this little angel for almost 18 years...
My ol' girl is turning 18 next week... and she's fading... It's expected and I know that she has had an amazing life and has been happy every day of it...
But it is still really hard to fathum what life is going be like without her in it. I can't remember it any differently.
Now-a-days, I worry. I worry that I won't be home when her time comes, or I will be far away.
Everytime I'm away from home or at work, and my boyfriend is home, I always ask "How's Minnie today?"...because every day is different.
She lost her hearing a little more than a year ago, and was diagnosed with kidney disease about 4 months ago. She only weighs 5 pounds, but is still the most snuggly kitten in the world.
I love coming home and seeing her wrapped up on the end of the bed looking like a cinnamon bun :)
She can't hear me come in anymore, so when I put my hand on her head, she perks right up with a distinct 'startled' meow. I love that.
I love that she is such a 'muffin maker'. --(when cats knead on a soft surface)
I love how she adores my boyfriend <3 I love that she has the tiniest little paws ever! Like just a litter bigger than a quarter. I love that if she is laying next to me, some part of her body must be touching mine, even if it means she has to reach out and stretch her little leg. I love how trusting she is of me. She is the most tolerant cat. She will let me do anything to her... including being strapped into my seatbelt with me on the way to the vet... (she HATES her carrier) I have loved every single minute that I have been granted with her, and although I won't have her for that much longer... I will be forever thankful for her in my life. <3 <3 <3 <3
Well, listen, I could literally go on forever about her. But let it be known that I'm obsessed and I'm totally OK with that.
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