Thursday, January 26, 2012
As some of you know, I have been very worried about my little cat Jakey who last weekend became very ill. This morning Jakey crossed the rainbow bridge and he is now Home.
This blog is a tribute to my beloved little Jakey.
It was a little over a year ago in late autumn when I first met Jakey. I was driving down a neighborhood street when I heard a woman scream. I quickly looked her way and much to my surprise spotted a tiny black cat. He was standing on nails the length of stilts with long hair severely knotted. But it was his incessant yowling in a deep, gravely voice that really caught my attention. So I quickly got out of my car and grabbed him. And there we sat in the front seat of my rusty 95 Corolla, staring at each other. Somewhere during the time I was admiring his four fangs that pointed in four directions, Jakey made the decision to keep me and I in turn fell in love.
So off we went to the vet for a check up and a shave. The news was not good.
Jakey was very underweight and needed medication for an overactive thyroid, hence the yowl. I was ok with this. But then the vet told me that Jakey was old and that just about broke my heart. So I bought him the best food on the market and took him home determined to love him with such an intensity that he would leave this world knowing that he was valued and cherished.
My life with Jakey began the day the lion-shaved crotchety cat arrived home, gave one major hiss at his siblings that left them scattering and claimed my bedroom as his living quarters. It was there that he ate his meals, took his naps and occasionally looked out the window to catch up on the neighborhood gossip. Once the yowling was under control I began to get to know Jakey. What he lacked in weight and size he made up in personality. He was brilliant, opinionated and obstinate and on a regular basis tried to bite me with fangs that fortunately could not make serious contact. And every night he would redeem himself by curling up beside my head and wrapping his tail around my hand like a little monkey. And as the months passed, Jakey's tail quietly wrapped itself around my heart.
Deciding when it is time to let a beloved pet go has got to be one of the most painful and difficult decisions for a pet owner. But today I was blessed as I learnt that Jakey was emaciated due to cancer and that I was letting him go before he had begun to suffer. He has now crossed the Rainbow Bridge and is in the fine company of many of your beloved pets.
Welcome Home sweet Jakey.