A brown velvet nose presses into the crook of my elbow
Paws rest against my aching arm
Locked into position by his warm body
I shift, try to roll, uncomfortably
Today there is no comfort
Seven years old, my cat snores, not purrs
A soft gurgle, followed by
Chirpy, high-pitched wheezing
I worry I have given him lung cancer
From when I used to smoke
I worry he is in pain
And I don’t know
I worry he will get hit by a car
If he escapes outside
I worry how I will cope
When he dies
But I’ve never worried about him
Outliving me
Until today.
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I know not of what’s going on in your world right now, but I do know that we connect not just through our former eating disorders but also through our very deep love for our four-legged fur babies. I send to you a big hug and toast my 11pm martini to you. All of my heart, in fact, hugs you.
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Thank you so much, dear friend. The World is hard right now, as it will be again, and again. But there is also love and beauty and friendship in hard times. We belong to each other and we must not forget that. So much love and big hugs to you too. xoxoxo.
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I shall never forget that, my friend forever. ♥️
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