That's a beautiful good bye Amina. I read it, my heart heavier than when I started, sometimes smiling at your loving descriptions and sometimes my eyes watering with another drop of stone in my chest. Lovely ode to her mastikhor, young life. She was a special one. Maaru ghar bi check out kari gai before she left. Didn't know it was the last time i'm seeing her. May she be in peace. She was so blessed the day you and your mom found her, wet and tiny and shivering with not a hope to survive if it had not been for you, and blessed for the next 8 solid years with all of you as her own loving guardian angels. Mowgli might be gone , but it's not the end of her. Huggs and love.
Beautiful, poignant, and gut-wrenching, this life we have chosen, with our cats. The house is empty without Mowgli. It isn't fair...she's gone too soon. I needed her as my old-age-rocking-chair-lap-cat 💔
We will cope, with chai and coffee, snacks and showers, and we will remember her always, and we will sob and we will laugh ❤️🌈✨
It's beautiful how you and your mum were able to be with Mogli in her last hours. For whatever little it's worth, I also think it's lovely that she was able to pass in the space she was most comfortable and happy in. Three years ago, I held my mother's beloved cat as he died at the vet's clinic, and to this day I feel horrible about it and wonder if we should've just stayed home. It took a long time not to see him at the corner of my eye, phantom movements all over the house, his sweet little habits and rituals. He's buried in our garden and I say hello to him when I'm there because he's in the flowers. I think Mogli is also still with you, and in the flowers.
I just love the thought of Mogli being in the flowers. I think that there’s so many regrets we can have around the way our sweetupies leave this world, but the thing with animals especially is just how unconditional the love is, no matter what the circumstances. They know we did our best 💛
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That's a beautiful good bye Amina. I read it, my heart heavier than when I started, sometimes smiling at your loving descriptions and sometimes my eyes watering with another drop of stone in my chest. Lovely ode to her mastikhor, young life. She was a special one. Maaru ghar bi check out kari gai before she left. Didn't know it was the last time i'm seeing her. May she be in peace. She was so blessed the day you and your mom found her, wet and tiny and shivering with not a hope to survive if it had not been for you, and blessed for the next 8 solid years with all of you as her own loving guardian angels. Mowgli might be gone , but it's not the end of her. Huggs and love.
thank you for your beautiful loving words khala <3 hugs.
Beautiful, poignant, and gut-wrenching, this life we have chosen, with our cats. The house is empty without Mowgli. It isn't fair...she's gone too soon. I needed her as my old-age-rocking-chair-lap-cat 💔
We will cope, with chai and coffee, snacks and showers, and we will remember her always, and we will sob and we will laugh ❤️🌈✨
Hugs, my dear.
Glad to have you as my partner in reminiscing x
Amina your love and devotion for your Mowgli shines through every word you have used for her eulogy...sending you warm hugs
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Such a beautiful, tenderly written piece <3 I'm so sorry for your loss
Thank you, and for reading 💛
It's beautiful how you and your mum were able to be with Mogli in her last hours. For whatever little it's worth, I also think it's lovely that she was able to pass in the space she was most comfortable and happy in. Three years ago, I held my mother's beloved cat as he died at the vet's clinic, and to this day I feel horrible about it and wonder if we should've just stayed home. It took a long time not to see him at the corner of my eye, phantom movements all over the house, his sweet little habits and rituals. He's buried in our garden and I say hello to him when I'm there because he's in the flowers. I think Mogli is also still with you, and in the flowers.
I just love the thought of Mogli being in the flowers. I think that there’s so many regrets we can have around the way our sweetupies leave this world, but the thing with animals especially is just how unconditional the love is, no matter what the circumstances. They know we did our best 💛
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