We have been sixteen years in the making, this little family of mine. When I first met Ken he already had Ashley and Nikki, our first Goldens, but soon after I moved in we ventured down to Morton Grove Animal Hospital to adopt Pip and Winnie. Six years later, shortly after coming to Denver Olive joined our family. And then two years after that we added Duncan, who I have spent so many hours writing about.
There is a part of me that feels guilty for not writing more about the others, especially these days, but let's be honest, cats simply don't do as much as dogs. Perhaps they do, but in a different way. Olive would never lead me around the lake to point out a perfect sunflower and Pip would scamper away and hide at the mere suggestion. Only Winnie would be game, but it would be slow as she'd pause far more often than Roo, to roll her cheeks against the warm sidewalk and show her pristine white belly to the sun. She has always been the gentlest of our children but also the most assertive and adventurous. She has stood up to Duncan when he and Pip have played too hard and she certainly won't tolerate Olive's aloof, semi-feral attitude for one moment. She's quick to cuddle, claiming her special spot on my hip each time I settle down long enough for her to notice, but is spirited enough to join me in the shower every morning.
She's my precious Bean and it has been incredibly difficult these past two weeks knowing that she'll soon be leaving us.
The day after I returned from New York we were given the bad news that Winnie Mouse has cancer, untreatable and nasty. We were told we may have a few weeks left to spend with her but no one knows for sure. So the days that followed have been spent playing with her outside, cuddling with her whenever she wants, feeding her special meals, watching her lay in puddles of sunlight, a content smile on her face. Not a moment is being wasted until the time comes for her to embark on her next adventure.
Please think good thoughts for my precious family. And most especially for my little Bean. She is more my girl than Duncan is my boy. I love her with all my heart.
7 comments:
So sorry to hear that. We'll be thinking of your family these next few weeks!
Miss Win is the lady of the house. It is not until she gives her approval that I know I am a welcome house guest. Give her a wink and pet for me. xo
She couldn't have chosen a better family. I know each one of you will be feeling this deeply. My heart is with you.
Oh Curt, I am so sorry to hear about your news. I know how devastating this can be. All positive thoughts are being sent you way. "Live in the moment" and embrace every second. I'm thinking of you guys at this difficult time
Sending lotsaluv
Caryl
I will be thinking of you in the days and weeks to come and sending you my love and hugs. Enjoy every precious moment you have.
xoxoxo
You're a good boy, son.
Curt,
I don't know why I keep missing some of your posts...the link on my blog doesn't update me.
I'm sorry I missed this one. Know that I'm thinking of you and your family during this difficult time. Be at peace, Bean.
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