I'm afraid I'm not quite my cheery self as I write this post, admittidly I'm slightly teary... I knew my parents wanted to get rid of my cat Bella but I had no idea I'd have a days notice.
Our animals are our little friends, no one quite gets the bond unless they have an animal of their own. Everyone's pet seems rather....ordinary...but your little animal is SPECIAL and DIFFERENT. No one else quite gets the little quirks that make your furry friend so important to you. I guess that's why my family found it so easy to let her go.
I've had other pets, cats...but non were quite like Bella. She's so bold and fiesty, and incredibly clumsy, playful and always wanting to be picked up and hugged. Oh. And she plays fetch and makes some crazy noises when she chases a tinfoil ball. Almost dog like. There's nothing much I enjoyed better than watching her leap through the garden like a little grey rabbit.
I suppose that's half the reason why she's so important to me. Second of all she's a big comfort and when I'm feeling shit she makes me feel better. Obviously she doesn't pull out a packet of hobnobs and offer advice but her presence was so soothing.
Its safe to say I am devastated I had to say goodbye to her but there isn't really anythng I can do but be grateful I had her for a year and that she'll be going to a "nice" new home and have other cats to keep her company.
This might sound absolutely ridiculous to some of you, but like I said only those with a close bond with a pet will understand how it must feel. It just felt right writing a post because its important to me, and here I am writing weekly posts documenting my life so it seems only right I should include this. I blogged when I got her so I should blog when she leaves.
Home is empty without her and I already miss her so much.
Goodbye my little bear x
Love Emma xo
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