Anna Nordeman
IWSG - Insecure Writer's Support Group for Wednesday, 5th August 2015
This is my twenty-sixth post for IWSG.
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| Cajsa, born, 29th May 1999, died 9th July 2015 |
This is the very last photo of my first cat, Cajsa. My daughter, Elisabet, and her father, took Cajsa to the vet's, where she was put to sleep.
Cajsa was suffering from cancer tumors and, being already 16 years old, she did not have much strength to fight it.
Cajsa was the mother of thirteen kittens in three litters. She was my dear friend, companion, inspiration and comfort. May she rest in peace.
Cajsa is buried on the farm in a grave next to her daughter, Sara, who died 6th February 2013.
Cajsa's daughter, Matilda (born 5th April 2011) is now my sole, cat-companion.
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| Matilda, lounging on the windowed balcony |
Matilda's daughter, Rosetta, spent three weeks with us this summer (4th-26th July).
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| Rosetta hugging and napping with her mother, Matilda. |
Mostly, mother and daughter got along well:
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| with some bickering... |
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| and making up afterwards. |
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| Is this alright? |
Eventually, in September, we will have a new cat, as Elisabet's own, little Vanessa, born in June. (She is the grandchild of the cat Anna-Lisa, Rosetta's paternal grandmother. Vanessa is Rosetta's cousin):
In spite of Elisabet's cat-fur-allergy, we are not quite finished with cats. I am not getting much writing done. Maybe I could write a cat story or two? Some day.
Right now I really need to write an essay for my History course first.
Best wishes,
Anna
3 comments:
Condolences on your lovely kitty, but what a wonderful legacy of love to have in the house!
I'm sorry about Cajsa. They aren't pets, they are family.
Crystal Collier:
Thank you, Crystal, for your kind words about 'a legacy of love'. Yes. we really do love our cats and I think they feel loved by us.
Alex J. Cavanaugh:
Thank you, Alex, for your condolences. We all cried. My very masculine former husband shed tears too. Cajsa loved him, and we decided to let her stay with him after the divorce. But I said my good-byes on the farm the day before they were going to the vet's.
You are so right. They are not just 'pets'; they are family, friends and confidants.
Once, before we had the children, I was worried that I was about to have a misscarriage, I started crying, and tears rolled down my cheeks. Cajsa picked up on this, and buffed her little nose against my throat and chin, as if to say, 'There, there, I can feel that you are sad. But I want you to be happy. And I promise that it will be better. Let me give you some my kittens!' Well, she did actually try to comfort. Cajsa was a cat with the gift of empathy!
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