Didn't I just write about him yesterday? Wasn't he just with me outside, chasing his brother, taunting baby birds? How did it happen so fast? He was only 3 years old. We were hoping when the new neighbors moved in across the street with 5 dogs, that they would stop crossing the road. And they did. For a little while at least. Today, Calvin didn't make it back.
An indoor only cat was never an option with these 2. They came from a hoarding situation of over 100 cats in a 2 room apartment, when they were rescued and we adopted them. When we first brought them home - the space was too much for them. They would balance on tall shelves and curtain rods because that is what they were used to, in a room with 100 other cats. They needed to know what it was like to be free, outside, and they loved it.
Im sorry I don't write as eloquently as some bloggers do at times like this. My heart is broken. I was hoping if I write about it, I may begin to feel less numb. I don't. I don't know if I ever will. He wasn't old, he wasn't sick. I will miss everything about him. His bad breath, the huge hairballs he had in the winter, the way he would breathe so loudly, like snoring, the way he pawed my face to tell me he loved me.
Goodbye my sweet boy ~ I love you too.
* It took me a few weeks to even look at this post again. Im hoping it will give me some closure to post it.