Today marks 7 years since Kaimana's death. After a horrible week's worth of going back and forth to the vet and finally coming to the realization that there was nothing we could do to save him, and putting aside, FINALLY, my selfishness of wanting to have him just a day longer, I decided to put him to sleep. How I loved that boy. I had him for 18 years. He was a kitten from one of my sister's cat's litters. We took him and his brother (Hoku) in when they were old enough to ween away from their mama.
I think I cried every day for three months after that. I have his ashes sitting here right next to my feet, as a constant reminder of him being near me. I think that he is the reason why I so closely watch Nohea's every move and she goes to the vet for every little sneeze or twitch.
Last night I woke up when Nohea left my side. It was 12:41 a.m. and I woke up thinking of my little Buddha-saur, my pet name for Kaimana. It was a crazy overwhelming sense of him. I stayed up for about 30 minutes after that and wondered why he would pop into my head like this and realized it had been 7 years since he passed and he was probably letting me know he was okay :)
I love you my little grey boy. I always will.
I think I cried every day for three months after that. I have his ashes sitting here right next to my feet, as a constant reminder of him being near me. I think that he is the reason why I so closely watch Nohea's every move and she goes to the vet for every little sneeze or twitch.
Last night I woke up when Nohea left my side. It was 12:41 a.m. and I woke up thinking of my little Buddha-saur, my pet name for Kaimana. It was a crazy overwhelming sense of him. I stayed up for about 30 minutes after that and wondered why he would pop into my head like this and realized it had been 7 years since he passed and he was probably letting me know he was okay :)
I love you my little grey boy. I always will.