14 years ago I was at PetSmart and there was an adoption event. I didn’t mean for it to happen but a tiny kitten hugged me and fell asleep in my hair and I was in love.
Emmylou died this past Saturday morning, outside on her favorite pink blanket with the sky above her. She was laying in the sun and had been given a forbidden hair tie to play with one last time.
She was a petite girl, beige with some white, with one of the most beautiful faces I have ever seen. She was a sweet girl too, perhaps not the smartest, but she loved so completely. She had unique relationships with each human in her life and gave each one of us something special.
She took care of her humans too. When my husband had covid, he was so uncomfortable he slept on the floor for days and she curled up next to him the whole time. When he would study, she would sit on his shoulders, a habit that ended up sticking. I was very sick a few years ago and she sat on me for 3 months and kept me company. She was not a lap cat before that. The experience changed our relationship and she rarely left my side until she started getting sick.
In the last week of life I barely recognized her. She was so small and weak but every once in awhile our sweet beautiful Emmy came through. She would meow trill and love. But it broke me. We could see that she was just so tired.
This has all been so incredibly painful, and life without her in it hollows my heart. But I am so incredibly grateful that she was able to pass away in the sun, under a blue sky, and on her favorite blanket.
We will miss her dearly for the rest of our lives.
Goodbye my sweet girl, I love you ♥️
