“Who would believe such pleasure from a wee ball o’ fur? ~Irish Saying”
I have so many things in my heart that I want to say about Remington P. Cat, but no matter how many times I start, I just cannot get any of it right. Where do I start? How do I start? Words won’t come. Tears do, but not words.
The truth is that no matter how many years Remington was able to live, it never would have been enough. I wanted him to live forever, but unfortunately, even the best cannot live forever. So here I sit with aching heart, looking at pictures of my sweet boy, remembering all the things he did, his sweet little quirks, his bright eyes, his sweet soul, and all I can come up with is… Thank you.
Thank you, Remi, for spending the last 16 of your 18 years with us. Thank you for all of your unconditional love. For the memories. For sleeping every night in the crook of my knees, for purring whenever I would look at you, for being so flexible over the years. You have taught Hamish well, and I see so much of you in all that he does. And as hard as it was to have to say good-bye today, thank you for letting me be there with you. It was truly an honor to know you, my lovely boy, and to know you was to love you.
Thank you, Rob, for taking me to get this amazing boy all those years ago. Who would have known just how special he would turn out to be. You used a perfect word earlier today… “Magical.” You picked out one incredible cat. And you gave him an incredible name to match. Thank you for turning your “Cat Free” house into a “Cats Welcome” one instead. I love you more than you will ever know.
And last but definitely not least, thank you to the Humane Society of Western Montana. Thank you for caring for so many animals and working so hard to find them forever homes. I am not sure if any of you would remember “Crosby,” but we adopted him back on February 5, 2000, and our lives have never been the same. What a treasure this kitty has been, and we have you to thank for that.
Our kitty, Goobers, who passed away almost six years ago, was Remington’s best friend. They were rarely apart back in the day. I like to think that Goobers was waiting for Remington to join him, and that they are now laying together in the sunshine, watching birds, and catching up on old times…
We love you Remington P. Cat. And we will never forget you…