Hello friends! Working 24 hours a day, seven days a week doesn’t leave much in the room of motivation when it comes to this blog. So that is why you haven’t heard from me. I’m still alive and kicking, so no worries.
Oh, since I used the phrase alive and kicking it makes me think of a dear friends cat who passed away on Friday. I’m sure, if you read this blog semi-regularly, you remember Braby the land ho. Her cat of 17 years passes away on Friday. Magic was the most beautiful animal in the world, to her. I say that because I feel the same way about my dog Zoe. Anyway, I was rushing out of work on Friday evening, to go see them, when she called me to tell me that he had just passed.
When I arrived, about an hour later, Magic was sitting on the porch on a soft beautiful pillow with rose petals around him. Braby and I spent the next hour or so loving him, reminiscing and drinking wine. Braby wanted to get him cremated. The vet told her to put him in a paper bag and bring him by in the morning but since they were open until 9pm we thought it would be a good time to bring him. That way she wouldn’t drag it out too long and the thought of his body in the house all night seems strange.
Se wrapped him up in her favorite sweatshirt and we went to the vet.
‘This has been the shortest car ride ever.’ Braby said holding on to Magic. To me it seemed to take forever.
I stopped the car and knew that I’d have to let her make a move to the door. We sat there for a few minutes, her clutching the cat and crying. Another man pulled up and got out of his car. He was walking up the walk way with a cat carrier, you could see a cute cat trying to poke his head out.
“He’s got a live animal”. I heard Braby scream in a jealous rage. I thought she was going to fly out of the car, grab his cat and give him Magic. I looked at her and started laughing. Not a little laugh, a full on, I can’t believe you just said that laugh. She looked at me and started laughing too. We both knew how ridiculous this scene must have looked.
A few minutes later we made it in the door. The vet tech explained what would happen, when she would get his ashes and even showed us the box he would come in. She asked her if she wanted a public or private cremation. I was confused. I didn’t realize they invited the public to animal cremations. I’m sick, I know. Then came the moment to let him go. It was heart wrenching, sad, touching. I don’t think you realize how much an animal means to someone until you’ve had one.
Rest in peace dear Magic!