Dear Floris,
This photo was take a few hours before you left us. You were too young to die. Five in Cat-years. That’s about thirty five in Human-years.
You gave so much love. Your big heart collapsed way before your time. A blood clot to the heart. It happened so suddenly. Your back legs stopped working. I thought it was a tick. I wish it was a tick. I’m an expert at tick removal. No. The blood flow to your back legs was blocked. I’ll never forget your cries. You always had a loud voice. You talked constantly, commenting on everything you liked and disliked in a language that was half-cat, half-human. We had to stop your terrible pain. We had to let you go.
It’s almost Christmas now. And this is the first time I’ve been able to write about you since you died, five months ago. Yes you were a cat, not a human. Some may say I’m just an eccentric cat-lady. But you were my dear friend. You helped me in my darkest hour. Knowing when I needed to connect and feel your unconditional love. Those amongst us who leave this earth before their time, are often the most sensitive. Almost too sensitive for this life. Thank you Floris for the five years of healing and light you brought into my life. Animals are the angels who walk this earth.