My Mosey is 15 and is also in his last days. He's lost so much weight. We have an appointment on the 27th, which may lead to a manageable diagnosis or maybe when he crosses the rainbow bridge. I tear up all the time as he sits on my chest and grooms my arm or enjoys having his cheek rubbed. Our fur babies are such a blessing, but it's so wrenching to let them go. My thoughts are with you and Baba.
I remember when you first started talking about her and have loved all of the stories and photos of her. My heart, thoughts, and prayers are with you both. ❤️ it was fun to see Ink on my Fingers pop up on my Instagram feed. I hope this is a healing outlet for you.
We had a stray who chose our garden to live in and us to trust for 5 years. We named him Geoff as a joke but of course it stuck and so did he. He only started coming inside a couple of months before he got poorly and his last night he gave us so much love. We didnt know he was so poorly until it was too late, cats hide it well, and then he was gone and my heart is missing a little black cat sized piece. The girl cat who also joined him sometimes decided to move in with our neighbour and had kittens a week after he died. I like to think theyre his and he lives on as I watch them chase around the window and try to catch invisible flies. I didn't know that cats were such a true blessing.
Im so glad Baba chose you ❤️ she is indeed very loved x
I remember the day she came through your window! You were like, “wait, who are you?”. She’d been watching you I’m sure, checking you out, smelling the cooking in the kitchen, listening to your music to make sure it was cool enough. She chose you. For unconditional love, companionship and joy. For the both of you. Enjoy your little love bug for as long as you can. She is so grateful for you, too. ❤️
Oh Susannah, as soon as I saw you were doing this I signed up, and I have just finished reading this beautiful piece, and I was in tears as I did. I have followed you for a long time and I remember very well when she first climbed into your bathroom window, and she is SUCH a gorgeous girl, and you two were just meant to be. When I recently read she was not well I cried and wrote you a little note. I have watched your journey together through these last years and it has been a precious thing to behold. Thank you so much for sharing this. I hope you have as long as possible together, and I hope when her time comes she will go gently which will surely be the case with all the love you give her. I will be holding you both very close in my heart and prayers as you journey on. May you both be blessed, and may you know how much you are truly loved by so many of us. We will be here to support your tender heart when the time comes.... Love, Maitri 💗
Oh how I can relate to parts of your story. In 2004 I adopted Tiger who was to be my daughters cat that she would take with her when she grew up and had her own home. Well she was allergic so Tiger became mine all mine. He too went through many heartbreaks with me and two moves. Lived through some trauma in our first house and hung in there. After our first move one day he got outside and was gone for 13 days. I consistently looked for him, searching websites, putting up posters, walking around calling his name, leaving food out, and just as I had given up, he showed up at the door at 4 am thin but healthy and acted as if he’d been gone for 30 minutes. I was grateful and in tears and thought we’d had a miracle. Tiger lived almost 18 years. He went over the rainbow bridge in February this year shortly before my first grand baby was born. I miss him. I wonder if he’ll send a stray someday who needs a home. Maybe I’ll leave a window 🪟 open. I love your love for Baba. I hurt with you. Enjoy every minute. I believe our spirit lives on and we can’t be separated spiritually. Keep writing. We’ll keep reading and cheering you on. Hugs - Judy E.
Baba, I burst into tears 💘 I have been following you since the beginning and I fell in love with you from the first picture on the insta, I pray for you Baba to have a life with little pain. Hugs, love and kisses from me and my cat Printi
Oh no! I’ve lost 3 of my boxer babies to cancer. It’s so damn heartbreaking. They are our children and have such a hold on our hearts. There are really never any words to address grief. Just know so many of us are sitting beside you sharing sacred space as you spend these precious days with Baba. Love and light❤️
Love.
Beautiful.
How much I've missed these long, quiet reading online. Loved your words way back then on Blogger, love them still.
Sending my love to you and your lovely Baba girl.
My Mosey is 15 and is also in his last days. He's lost so much weight. We have an appointment on the 27th, which may lead to a manageable diagnosis or maybe when he crosses the rainbow bridge. I tear up all the time as he sits on my chest and grooms my arm or enjoys having his cheek rubbed. Our fur babies are such a blessing, but it's so wrenching to let them go. My thoughts are with you and Baba.
I remember when you first started talking about her and have loved all of the stories and photos of her. My heart, thoughts, and prayers are with you both. ❤️ it was fun to see Ink on my Fingers pop up on my Instagram feed. I hope this is a healing outlet for you.
We had a stray who chose our garden to live in and us to trust for 5 years. We named him Geoff as a joke but of course it stuck and so did he. He only started coming inside a couple of months before he got poorly and his last night he gave us so much love. We didnt know he was so poorly until it was too late, cats hide it well, and then he was gone and my heart is missing a little black cat sized piece. The girl cat who also joined him sometimes decided to move in with our neighbour and had kittens a week after he died. I like to think theyre his and he lives on as I watch them chase around the window and try to catch invisible flies. I didn't know that cats were such a true blessing.
Im so glad Baba chose you ❤️ she is indeed very loved x
I remember the day she came through your window! You were like, “wait, who are you?”. She’d been watching you I’m sure, checking you out, smelling the cooking in the kitchen, listening to your music to make sure it was cool enough. She chose you. For unconditional love, companionship and joy. For the both of you. Enjoy your little love bug for as long as you can. She is so grateful for you, too. ❤️
Oh Susannah, as soon as I saw you were doing this I signed up, and I have just finished reading this beautiful piece, and I was in tears as I did. I have followed you for a long time and I remember very well when she first climbed into your bathroom window, and she is SUCH a gorgeous girl, and you two were just meant to be. When I recently read she was not well I cried and wrote you a little note. I have watched your journey together through these last years and it has been a precious thing to behold. Thank you so much for sharing this. I hope you have as long as possible together, and I hope when her time comes she will go gently which will surely be the case with all the love you give her. I will be holding you both very close in my heart and prayers as you journey on. May you both be blessed, and may you know how much you are truly loved by so many of us. We will be here to support your tender heart when the time comes.... Love, Maitri 💗
Oh how I can relate to parts of your story. In 2004 I adopted Tiger who was to be my daughters cat that she would take with her when she grew up and had her own home. Well she was allergic so Tiger became mine all mine. He too went through many heartbreaks with me and two moves. Lived through some trauma in our first house and hung in there. After our first move one day he got outside and was gone for 13 days. I consistently looked for him, searching websites, putting up posters, walking around calling his name, leaving food out, and just as I had given up, he showed up at the door at 4 am thin but healthy and acted as if he’d been gone for 30 minutes. I was grateful and in tears and thought we’d had a miracle. Tiger lived almost 18 years. He went over the rainbow bridge in February this year shortly before my first grand baby was born. I miss him. I wonder if he’ll send a stray someday who needs a home. Maybe I’ll leave a window 🪟 open. I love your love for Baba. I hurt with you. Enjoy every minute. I believe our spirit lives on and we can’t be separated spiritually. Keep writing. We’ll keep reading and cheering you on. Hugs - Judy E.
Baba, I burst into tears 💘 I have been following you since the beginning and I fell in love with you from the first picture on the insta, I pray for you Baba to have a life with little pain. Hugs, love and kisses from me and my cat Printi
Well, my eyes are wet.
Baba has a beautiful story and is so deeply loved.
I'm so glad Ink on my fingers is back, even though the story is a sad one. Your words are so beautiful.
Oh no! I’ve lost 3 of my boxer babies to cancer. It’s so damn heartbreaking. They are our children and have such a hold on our hearts. There are really never any words to address grief. Just know so many of us are sitting beside you sharing sacred space as you spend these precious days with Baba. Love and light❤️
You both won the lottery finding each other. Loved this walk down memory lane with you two. 💞
Simply - beautiful. Just what the world needs. A beautiful story with a happy ending…