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The luck of a four-legged friend

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Everything happens for a reason, they say. Some say it is usually the reason you want to believe they happen.

When you come to think of it though, it’s the smallest of things that make the greatest impact on your life. The simplest of gestures, a few words of kindness, the smallest of beings.

For this latter, it is strange how – if you are an animal lover – your whole being lights up at the mere sight of one. Your mood instantly changes. As if you suddenly realise how trivial everything else is. Like Schopenhauer said: “Compassion for animals is intimately connected with goodness of character; and it may be confidently asserted that he who is cruel to animals cannot be a good man”. In a similar light, Anatole France stated, “until one has loved an animal, a part of one’s soul remain un-awakened”.

The best part of having a pet as a companion, a roommate and a friend is that you will receive twice-fold (or more) the love you offer it. If you are as lucky as to have a four-legged creature in your home and your life, you will know what it is to find joy at the simplest of things, how to relax by merely a pet or a hug, how the warmth of a purr can take away all your stress, and how to love unconditionally.

It is only when that love that taught you about life is lost that you fully comprehend its importance. It is that unbearable void that is left behind upon a pet’s departure that makes you acknowledge how lucky you are to have been a part of their life and to have had the honour to have them choose you as their partner during their brief passage from this earth.

We can judge the heart of a man by his treatment of animals” – Immanuel Kant

Our purpose in life is to help others. And if you can’t help them, at least don’t hurt them” – Dalai Lama

Pets are bundles of love wrapped in fur”

A siren purr

http://cdn.cutestpaw.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/03/l-a-the-cats.jpgThey found him on the street behind a bush. His faint yet persistent cry acted like a siren call. His eyes had the colour autumn leaves take just before falling off the tree and they radiated a sadness that should not have been there at his age. He was so small he could fit in the very palm of your hand.

It only took a bowl of milk to tame him enough to get close. He needed a petting and a warm hug. Who knows for how long he had been abandoned out there all alone. It wasn’t very cold, but for him it could have well been the middle of winter. Loneliness messes with your senses.

He perched almost immediately in her lap, as if he had found the home he had been dragged away from. Then he started to purr. That soft, constant, vibrating purr that causes a smile to appear on your face and goosebumps to take over your body unconsciously. Because it was a sensation like no other. Knowing that the simplest of things, the minimal of your actions, can cause someone so much happiness.

She soon felt dependent on it. It was the moment she longed for after every day. To sit on the sofa and allow him to settle in his usual – by now – position. And then begin that sweet chime that only a cat can utter.

It’s amazing how such a small thing can take up the most room in your heart.

Because she soon found that she cared more about that feline creature that had so surprisingly yet decisively entered her life, than for some human beings she had known for much longer.

But that was a bit of a problem though. Because for years he had been her companion, her friend, her confidante, her family, her soulmate.

And then one day he left.

As suddenly as he appeared. But far more painfully for her.

On that morning, when his purr ceased to sound, something inside her broke. It is painful losing something you love so much. Especially when he had your entire heart from the moment you saw him. The image of him lying there still could not be erased from her mind. But neither could all the moments spent with him. Those numerous occasions they had experienced together and which she would never change for anything in the world.

His little paws had forever been imprinted on her heart. And that is what she was going to hold on to. That her life had transformed in the most unexpected of ways with his arrival and she had become a better person because of it.

 

Also part of Daily Prompt: Transformation

Awakening a soul

playful dogSome things just fill your heart without even trying.

That is what Ivana felt every time she walked through the door and he was there waiting for her. There was so much joy in his eyes. It was almost as if the love he held in his heart was so vast, he could explode with emotion. And he was so honest about every single thing he felt.

He would show it all – when he was upset, when he was hungry, when he wanted to go for a walk, when he just wanted to lie down, when he wanted to pick her up instead.

Ivana knew that he was the one person who would always be there for her, rejoicing in her excitement and empathizing in her pain. At times, he was all she ever wanted.

Until the time he left. As suddenly as he had appeared.

That was the only fault she had found in him in his fourteen years. That his life was too short.

Her dog was more than just her buddy, her friend, her partner, her therapist, her family. He was her whole world. She was constantly trying to be better, because he made her believe she could. She wanted to be the person her dog thought she was.

He was someone who motivated her to play, to laugh, to cuddle, to be curious, to seek adventure, to love, and to be loyal.

And that look in his eyes whenever she came home – no matter if she had just popped out to the kiosk around the corner – it was priceless. It made her believe that this is the only creature in the world that may love someone else so much more than he loves himself.

They say that dogs have a way of finding the people who need them and filling a space we didn’t even know we had. They have an ability of demonstrating true happiness, unconditional love and absolute loyalty, making our lives complete. But they also have a way of nourishing you with the strength you need to carry on, when they move on to another world.

 

“Until one has loved an animal a part of one’s soul remains unawakened” – Anatole France

 

Also part of Daily Prompt: Buddy

Who do you run to now?

Time to say goodbye friendIt’s hard to lose your best friend.

The one who was always there for you. Who you would look into their eyes and just know that everything will be alright. Who would sense that you were not feeling well and come cuddle with you in bed or on the couch simply so you wouldn’t feel alone. Who would sit and watch a movie with you, silent, even if they didn’t care much about what was happening on screen. Who would look out for you, so much that you would wake up finding them sitting right in front of you as they were checking to see if you were still breathing, just to make sure you were ok. Who would be silly just to make you laugh. Who would let you sit with them even if they felt like sleeping. The one who would understand you even if you never said anything.

A friend like that is a friend for life. Because no matter the disputes, the arguments, the scratches that you may cause each other, somehow these are easily forgotten simply by looking into each other’s eyes. You can tell that they don’t hold a grudge, and how could you? The benefits of such a friendship are so much more and so priceless that it doesn’t even matter why you fought before.

It’s to a friend like this that you can run to with every problem you have. Sit beside them after a long and hard day and cry your eyes out because that is the only way to vent out the tiredness, the frustration, the sorrow. And this is where you feel safe. Because you know they will never judge you. Rather, they will be there for you, no matter what. And a hug from them is all you really need to regain that feeling that there is something still going right in this world. All it usually takes is a word. No matter how incomprehensible it may sound, the intonation is always right. And this friend always knows when to say what and how. And soon a smile creeps its way back onto your tear-wet face. It’s hard not to laugh with friends like this. They know just the way to bring you up when you’re down. And that is why losing them causes an unprecedented suffering and a wound that will never heal, and will definitely never be forgotten.

Sometimes all you need is a cat (or a dog). Because that is where I had found my best friend and family.

It’s hard to lose your best friend. It leaves a void in your heart that can never be filled.

Love, Life and Loss

They say a cat has seven (or maybe nine) lives. I think mine had many more. But to me even those weren’t enough. Seventeen years together, she was more than the pet cat. She was my support, my pick-me-up when I was upset or depressed; she was the light in my darkness.  The one who talked to me when no one else would. My friend. My saviour. My soulmate. I love her more than life itself. We grew up together and honestly she taught me more than any person ever could. She taught me how to fight for what you want. How to insist if you know you’re right. How to dare and go further than anyone even thinks you can. How to love unconditionally. How to develop a sixth sense, the ability to perceive things without needing words to describe them. She taught me how to be a cat, and like the Aristocats say “Everybody wants to be a cat”.

She was the first one I looked for when I got up in the morning and the last before I went to bed at night. The one I sought when preparing meals and then during them. The one I wanted to see first when entering the house and last when I left. She was the main reason my house was a home. Because that was where my heart was.

Now I can’t say goodbye. I don’t want to. I know that she left peacefully and she lived her life to the fullest. But how do I go on without her?  Without the one that could sense my mood before I said anything. That could soothe me by just crawling up beside me. I don’t want it to be goodbye because I know I will see her again. She will forever be with me. I am certain of that. So I would settle for an au revoir. I already miss her so much. I hear the slightest noise and turn hoping to see her. The house seems so quiet and empty without her.

One thing is for sure though; nothing can erase the beautiful memories we have together. And I wouldn’t change any moment of having a pet in the house. Especially if it was the best pet in the world. Nothing can describe how wonderful it is to have a cat that greets you at the door, joins you when you sit for a meal, miaows at you through the phone or the webcam when you’re away and snuggles up with you in bed when you’re feeling lonely and upset. She got me through so many rough times that I cannot even begin to express how grateful I am. How honoured that I shared perhaps the most important and influential years of my life with her. And how blessed I feel for being part of her extraordinary life.

Cats are unique in that they are never owned by anyone. Rather they own you. Perhaps that is why now I feel so lost, as if my entire world has been shattered. And so terribly inconsolable. Everything reminds me of her. So how can I go on without her in my life?

Alfred Lord Tennyson had said that “’tis better to have love and lost than never to have loved at all”. I did not lose. That I know for certain. Neither of us did. Our lives were intertwined and enriched with each other. She will never be gone. Not from my heart or from my life. No. Because family is forever.

26 October 2012

 

 

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