March 4th 2013 11:54 am
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Hi, it's Rachael. I'm posting this here because I know that some of you will find it relevant...especially those who have lost a precious furry family member.
Last week was a rough week for me. It was one of those sick-of-winter-nothing-is-going-right kind of things. I have a long commute home and, after days of bleak winter scenery, there was a beautiful sun shower through the clouds as I rounded the top of a mountain bend on the interstate. The light streamed down from multiple pores in the cloud. When I was little, Mom used to tell me that it was God taking all the souls to Heaven that had passed that day. After Snakes passed, I decided that, when I saw a scene like that, I'd say, "Hi, Snakes!" So I did.
Just before I rounded the bend, I noticed that the bottom portion of the cloud expanse looked like the back view of a cat lying down, with paws tucked under.
I am usually good about knowing the exact minute of the day it is, but that week was so bad I wasn't even sure what day it was. I did call my best friend Lindsey to tell her about it. A few days passed and I leapt up from the table to find my call log in my phone. I called Lindsey on the exact day I saw this. It turns out, it was the exact two-year anniversary of Snakes's passing (2/19.)
Yep. These things are in NO WAY accidental.
Meow on, cat lovers,
November 29th 2011 6:57 pm
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Snakes' Mom, Rachael, here. I thought I'd write a bit about the memorial tattoo I got in honor of her life with me. I got the tattoo, (my first one ever) in March 2011, about six weeks after she passed.
Bella and Cecilia are with Mom and Jeremy, of course. This was in a time before Cinnamon and Sugar came into my life. (Cinnamon I got from a rescue shelter on what would have been Snakes' 17th birthday.)
One of the nights shortly after she "went to see Jesus" I came home and sketched a picture of a stick-ish tree with stars and hearts, and a cat beneath it, looking up at it (from a back view.)
It was random and fast. Sitting in grief on my kitchen floor, I felt good about it. It was almost like she drove me to do it. Here's the weird part:
A few days later, I thought to count the items. There were nine stars, seven hearts (the number of perfect order) and one cat. The sum of these items is 17. She would have been 17 on 03/25/2011. As I sketched it, unaware of the fated number, I thought it might be a good tattoo.
Mom and my best friend, Lindsey, went with me. Usually Mom is squeamish, but she was smiling and looking the whole time. I had a small picture of Snakes that I looked at the whole time. Oddly, I felt peaceful and found myself smiling during the process. It didn't hurt. The tattoo artist, Liaa, said, "It will actually feel like one long cat scratch, ironically enough." (I traveled all the way to DC and you should check out www.britishinkdc.com if you are interested in a good tattoo by great artists.)
The tattoo is situated right on my spine. Liaa explained this was a good choice that I made because it symbolized strength and eternity.
I always said when Snakies passed, I'd save her ashes and bury them to help a tree grow in my backyard. I don't have the tree or the backyard but one day, I will. When I pass, I will have my ashes mingled with hers. She was with me for more than half my life, and was, without any doubt, family. She was my best friend.
As other feline friends pass, a coworker suggested I add them to the art on my back. I think I will.
Be well and kiss your kitties,
February 23rd 2011 4:20 pm
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Dear feline friends,
On Saturday, February 19, 2011, I went to see Jesus. I gave him kisses, just like mommy told me to. After I looked around Heaven and met other cats, including my old friend, Isis, I met some humans. Jesus carried me around. I got to sit on a cloud with Johnny Cash just like Mom said I'd be able to. He played me a song.
The angels took me to look in on Mom and Jeremy and Grandma. Mom (Rachael) was in really rough shape for a long time. But last night, she wished on a star and talked to me. I know she knows I was walking right beside her. Now she talks to me all the time.
Today, she was blaring one of our songs "I'll Stand by You" (by the Pretenders.) She was singing along and only got a little choked up once. She knows I'm around. One of these days I'll go back to her. I promised I would.
We cats are lucky when we end up with great people like Rachael.
Love, kisses and tuna divine,