July 27, 2010 - February 14, 2011
Last night we tragically lost Gypsy, very unexpectedly. It was a horrible accident. One I don't want to rehash or talk about....simply put it was an accident. And he will be, and is, very missed.
Today I've already seen all the ways he was usually there and wasn't - he wasn't there for his morning treat, he wasn't there to make making up our bed a game, he wasn't there to lick the last little bit of milk out of my cereal bowl......all his toys are still scattered around the house. I missed him climbing into bed this morning and purring so loudly! He had a kinda annoying habit of sneezing in your face but I'll miss that too. He was such a huggable, lovable, curious little fellow. He will never be able to be replaced. I know that over time I will find peace about it and my heart will mend, but for now it is still broken and every time I think about him tears start to prick my eyelids and a lump forms in my throat. I absolutely fell in love with him even when he was tiny - he grew into quite the fluffy, plump little fellow. I loved him, we all loved him, so very very much......I still can't quite swallow the fact that he's gone for good.
We buried him today, along side some of his fellows furry friends who have gone before him. Even though I know he's "gone" it still makes me feel better knowing he's not alone. He was my little buddy! I'm sure at some point we will get another cat but for now I can't imagine taking the place he's left behind.
Much love, Gypsy boy!