Thursday, April 21, 2011

In Memory of the Best Girl Ever...My Boozie....

Today makes a year since I lost one of the great loves of my life: my darling cat Boozie. Not a day goes by when I don't think of her. I still cry sometimes. It'll just hit me out of the blue and I find myself in tears, thinking of her. We still don't really know what happened to her. My husband just found her lying in front of the house on this day, last year. I was out of town and he called me crying. I'm crying now just writing this. Boozie and I were both extremely sick several years ago. I, with a form of meningitis and she with lymphoma. We spent weeks together in bed, hardly able to move. I treasure those days I had to comfort her and give her the love and care she deserved. We spent so much money on her medical care, and I don't regret spending a penny of it. She looked like the typical cancer patient with a loss of hair and weight. It became difficult to even pet her because it was like petting a skeleton--all bones.


Boozie helping me "write"my novel

But she bounced back, doing way better than the vet expected. She gained weight and her hair grew back, thick and lush--like the Boozie of old. We asked the vet if it was the Lymphoma that killed her. I doubted that. She was doing too well. The vet doesn't believe so. She felt she may have suffered some kind of trauma, perhaps getting "bumped" by a car. We can't say with certainty because she showed no visible signs of trauma, but the vet said that not unusual with a long haired cat. It could all be internal.

We miss her and love her. I hope I'll see her again one day. The word of God says he'll give you the desires of your heart. Maybe not in this world, but in the new one to come, I hope we'll meet again. That certainly is a desire of my heart.


Last photo of Boozie and daughter Sweetie

I'm grateful we have her daughter, Sweetie. I notice she spends more of her time indoors hanging out with me, filling some of the space, her mother used to occupy. I'm grateful for that. 

We still love you Boozie...and we'll never forget you...bye...for now....

Boozie has a story idea...lol...


9 comments:

  1. I'm so sorry, June. You had me in tears reading this. I lost my beloved cat, Ethan, who I had for 9 years, four years ago to a sudden illness. I still get sad sometimes. He was such a wonderful cat. So I know exactly how you feel. It is so hard to lose a beloved pet, but every minute we spent with them is a memory to treasure. Take care. =O)

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  2. Thank you Michelle. What you've said is so true. I truly appreciate the moments I had with her and treasure every one. I'm the better for it...

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  3. I remember when she first died, we were emailing about her and our other cats. I know how sad you are about this. I am so sorry. What a great cat.

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  4. Thanks Steph. I appreciate you stopping by...

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  5. What a beautiful cat! (((Hugs))) I'm sorry for your loss.

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  6. Thanks for the hugs Heather. That's so sweet of you.

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  7. I'm sorry. :/ I lost a cat when I was 11 or 12. The dog my mom had just adopted was, unbeknownst to us, a hunting dog.

    I called my mom sobbing so incomprehensibly she biked home with no idea what had happened. This all was 20 years ago. The fact I still recall it so vividly and with such horror makes me so sad for what you're going through now.

    I'm sorry.

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  8. I teared up reading this tribute to Boozie. She looks so much like Electra, my parents' old cat who also left this world too soon after what we believe was a run-in with a car.

    Sometimes my 3 kitties and their antics and various medical maladies can be taxing (not to mention expensive) but I'm so thankful to have them in my life.

    I'm sure that some day you will get to see Boozie again.

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  9. Deb, Alissa, you have no idea how grateful I am you took the time to stop in and share your thoughts to make me feel better. I used to always hug and kiss Boozie, telling her how much I loved her and how she would never be forgotten. Knowing she lives in the thoughts of others, continues to make this true.

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