I remember days when he was a small kitten. Tiny, ginger and so playful. We could not stop enjoying time with him. It was nice having him around, always some surprises.
This ginger little devil had quiet a strong and nasty character. He always thought he is the owner of the house and we are his servants) He behaved like everybody in the house own him $ 100 each) Anyway, back to story…
This little brat was scratching and tearing everything around. His favorite thing was hanging on a piece of wood, which my stepfather brought for him and sewn thick fabric around. Second thing, he loved to hide in the shoe shelf and every time when someone was passing near, his paws appeared from the shelf and he tried to catch the victim. Yes, I am saying victim, because the whole my childhood I was scratched, with bites and as a matter of fact, I still have scars, some people even think that I was cutting myself, which is not nice, I have to explain that it is all the beast living at home).
He grew up, his character became even more harsh, each of us still own him $100, but we felt like more already) He was a big cat with very serious face, in his eyes we could see that he is not joking. Only one thing was weird, he had voice only if to step on him, the rest, he was not noisy at all, he just was opening his mouth when he wanted food, but no sound came out.
He was 15 years when he got very ill, he had a diabetes and damaged liver, vets tried to help him,he was getting lots of shots per day, honestly, they were torturing him and it did not help. He was getting worse and worse. I was not near, I am in US now, he was with my parents in Ukraine. I did not see him, did not have opportunity to say “goodbye”. He passed away, I hope without pain. All whats left from his – the scars on my arms and they are healing, some day they will disappear. When he was with us, I was dreaming not to have them, but now, I am looking to my arms and think of him, my best friend, my naughty ginger cat, who was with me the whole my childhood. I even afraid that I will not see these scars anymore…
I am so sorry, I was not near and did not hug you, did not say “goodbye”. I hope you feel happy now, I hope we meet again.
Love you my dear, furry friend. You will always be in my heart.