My dear feline, furry friend of 12 years passed away Monday, 2 1/2 months after being diagnosed with cancer. She fought hard all the way, that’s my Sparkie!
The cat shelter named her Sunshine but to me she’ll always be Sparkie. I thought I lost her a week after she joined us. I took her camping to the Okanagan and she accidentally got out into a bramble bush. The brush was too thick and I couldn’t go in to retrieve her. I thought she would hide in there for eternity. But after calling her by her new name (which I didn’t think she would connect with it only after a week) the calico kitten emerged soon after. It was meant to be!
She was fun, vibrant and very independent. She was my constant during some rough and difficult transition years in my life. For a time, it was just Sparkie and I. She never judged, although once she did express her disdain when I accidentally left her out all night for the first time. When I let her in, she mumbled and grumbled…she certainly put me in my place!
Sparkie wasn’t a mouser or a birder. She was quite the princess and even sometimes a priss. But you turn around and the next thing, she’s climbing up a tree and running on the roof. Then looking down at you and meowing to greet you when you get home. Silly, crazy cat! I shall miss her musical chirp to wake me in the mornings and when I walk in the door.
I shall miss you dearly, sweetheart!
It’s been tough to create free form lately as my mind wanders hoping that she’ll wander into my craft room and jump up and curl up on my lap to distract me from my task. It takes time, I know.
I thank you from the bottom of my heart for dropping in and sharing my memories of my dear friend.