Star now gone to that place where sleeping cats go
Boris still looking for her, everywhere
facing the loneliness, lost from his playfulness
yearning for his playmate
missing the cat dance they played together at night
the daytime antics, the lizards brought inside
which she watched him torment
until I saved it from their games
She mothered him and bossed him
but they were together more than we were
house sitting, staving off the burglars
as they slept on our bed for 23 hours a day!
Oh I know he wonders and aches for Stars return…So sad. Have you thought about a companion for him? It must be so lonely to be the only one of your kind around…It might lighten his heart and yours as well even though Star can never be replaced….Hug that baby tight…VK xxoo
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We are staying close, although he was quite traumatised because we were both away for almost 3 days, and the sitter was only in at night! Not sure about getting another one… maybe one day, but not yet, my heart is too raw. xox
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A lovely piece, Kate. We lost the elder of our two cats, Florence, nearly two years ago. The younger one, Abu, was bereft and mourned her passing. Flo had mothered him and kept him in his place. Now, we are a two-cat household again and young Reggie adores Abu. Simple pleasures.
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I will try to remember this… maybe in time we will find another.
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So sad yet eloquently potrayed.
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Thanks Sheri
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