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A deeply heartfelt thank you... [Feb. 7th, 2009|10:14 pm]
John
Thank you to everyone who responded to my two posts about Chibi, and thank you to those who sent good thoughts/healing energy/prayers/etc., but couldn't think of anything to say.

I still miss him; I'm past the point where I'm about to call his name when announcing I'm home, and as much as I miss picking him up and letting him purr, I'm also remembering how clumsy and confused he'd gotten.

Skitty's become a bit more affectionate, and a bit more demanding of attention. I think she's wondering where Chibi went, expecting him to show up again any minute. Then again, I feel the same way, sometimes. Late at night, if wake up to use the bathroom, I expect any dark pool of shadow to start moving and following me to bed.

I'm torn between looking for another cat (I think most cats do well with another cat in the house) and just letting it be for a while. Maybe there's another cat waiting to come into my life the same sort of way Chibi did.
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[User Picture]From: siliconivy
2009-02-08 11:55 am (UTC)
*hugs*

it's always a tough decision to make, the new cat thing.
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[User Picture]From: phoenixpdx
2009-02-09 12:43 am (UTC)
Maybe there is.

My son is feeding a stray who is in desperate need of a home; the sweet girl is blind (looks congenital?) but gets around pretty well. She needs a home with another cat, but not much more than that...and to stay inside. She's very affectionate, and we'd love to take her but I think a household with so many other beasts would be too difficult for a blind girl. (I'm reasonably certain she's a girl, but have no clue about her medical status....spayed, shot, FeLeuk, FIV, no clue)

I'm helping him by telling others about her.
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[User Picture]From: wyang
2009-02-14 03:47 am (UTC)

Let me tell you a true story.

I got a cat when I was in 7th grade and another when I was in 8th, who were with me through college and who -- with some significant pain -- I left with my family when I graduated college in '95. Even though Rosie adopted a kitten in the spring of '98 and housed her with me, I always had a special relationship with Kitty (I never claimed to be imaginative with names) -- I think Kitty saw me as part of her litter; I've always been confused as to whether she thought I was her mother, her child, or her sibling.

Anyway, Kitty died back in '01. And I thought I'd dealt with it, until a fried tried to get me to adopt another cat a couple of years ago. I was really surprised as to how wrong I'd been.

My advice: really explore how ready you are, emotionally, to bring another pet into your life, especially so soon after losing one you've had in your life for so long.
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