Goodbye Charley Zen cat

Another loss of a dear furry friend occured yesterday. This time it was Charley. This was a shock and hurts to the core. It is beyond the weep until your head hurts into the just sitting in silence, unable to face the thought of not seeing a little face again. I know that many of you are cat lovers such as myself and know the pain of loss. This was not my "pet" so to speak....but spent so much time here that he felt like ours in a way. The neighbors all around us and our complex knew him too. He had that way. The gentle Zen way that brought you peace and a good feeling to be around. A ray of sunshine in this frequently gray, rainy place. He had a look. A look that could melt your heart in an instant. So calm, almost caring. He even cared for his roommate and companion, Dido...sometimes playing the brutal older brother...just to keep her in check. Never forgetting to show his care for her.

I had only really known him for nearly a year now and it hurts like I had known him forever. My husband has known him for quite sometime and did the honor of burying him under the tree in the backyard for the neighbor and her daughter...he's a good man. He and Charley had an understanding...a great friendship.

He was only 10 and had severe diaphragmatic herniation... apparently for some time unnoticed. It had caught up with him and even with surgery, did not survive for long after he came out of anesthesia. We had so much hope. Hope that we would continue to have our visitor for an occasional cuddle, his comforting purr and soft gaze of reassurance. Never foul, never at odds...only to walk away or turn his back when he'd had enough coddling.

When Matt and I got home tonight, we both felt such sadness because Charley didn't run out to greet us and follow us in for a brief visit. Funny the little things we take for granted when they are no longer with us. This cool, damp house will be even more so this winter when he is no longer lying by the fire. I miss him so already...and I know that I am certainly not the only one. I could only wish for such reserve and courage in what he endured....he brought more comfort than he could ever know. Maybe he really did know.