Exactly
5 months and 8 days ago, I met this beautiful black cat. And I fell in love
with him right at that very moment. He’s
Mama Cat’s first born. I carried his body, full of blood, while I was helping
Mama Cat clean him. I heard his first “meow” which made me laugh because it was
too cute.
Days
and months later, Blake grew up to be a very smart, independent, sweet and
loving kitty. He’s the first one to use their shared litter box…he sort of
showed Cookie and Amber how to use it. He’s the first one who tried and ate both soft and
dry food. He’s always the first to learn new things and tricks.
But as
much as he likes playing with his siblings, he loves being with me more. He
devoted himself to me. He always sleeps next to me, or sleeps on my lap when I
am working. He always gives me loving kisses. When I came home, he ran to greet
me. And often, he licked my face with his sand-papery tongue, trying to scrape
my stress away. And when I cry, he’s always right there, sitting next to me.
Blake
lived his life loving me. It was always in his eyes how much he adored and
loved me. Even in his final glance, I felt his love for me. He fought so hard
to live few more minutes for us to say goodbye. He closed his eyes after I gave
him a kiss on the forehead.
My life
would be hard moving forward. I’ll miss the night time and sleep time without
Blake. I’ll miss his body right next to me, or on top of my head. I’ll miss
waking up to those kisses he’s been giving me. I know I would be having trouble moving on. Only
God knows if I will ever get over the grief and heartache.
Goodbye
my precious sweet, beautiful boy, and thank you. I will never forget you and
those 5 wonderful months you were with me. I love you…and I will always do. I will see
you on the other side of the rainbow bridge, sweetheart. Kisses!
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