My Dear Darrel said goodbye this past Saturday afternoon. I’ve mentioned him in other posts, most recently in a response to Whys regarding her Pye. Darrel was 18 or 19 years old, an indoor cat most of his life and just an all time great cat, a “Cat’s cat” if you will. He enjoyed good health all of his life. Earlier this summer I came across an old photo of Darrel’s litter mate Darrel that had a processing date of 1987 stamped on the back of it. I was taken aback to realize just how long Darrel had been with me. Darrel and Darrel were named for the characters on the old Bob Newhart show. The running joke of one of characters on the show was “This is my cousin Darrel and this is my other cousin Darrel”. (I lost Darrel’s littermate Darrel to kidney failure when he was quite young.) Darrel didn’t show signs of weakness until Saturday morning when stammered a little while he was walking down the hall. He enjoyed a few bites of canned cat food laced with extra tuna early in the morning and lingered in the kitchen while I prepared ingredients for soup. Just before noon I could tell that his time was getting close, so I bundled him up in a towel and spent some final alone time with him until he gently passed away in the early afternoon. My house is very quiet now and something is definitely missing.
i just adopted some cats a few weeks ago my sweet eddie and tenacious Ginger and i know that when they go many years from now will be missing them.. they have already grown on us so much
hugs to you in your silent home.. hopefully in time you will be able to move past the silence and find another furry to love upon
darrell will be waiting for darrell over the rainbow bridge where life is free of pain and tiredness and beloved pets live out their eternal lives in never ending happiness.
hugs to you and prayers from poohbear
I know this was written in memory of another Pyewacket, but I post it here in the hope that the sweet story will help you in your journey of getting used to Darrell missing in your life.
he's not gone
(((hugs))))
*~"After all...tomorrow is another day!"~* -- Scarlett O'Hara - "Gone With the Wind" (1939)
I've heard of the Rainbow Bridge before. All our furry babies go there. I was crying when I read your post there. I hope it will help poor win cope with the loss of beloved Darrel. I can't bear it when any of my pets die. I give them so much love and affection all through their lives and I feel so guilty when anything happens to them as I think they wonder why you can't help them at these times.
rainbow bridge sounds the most peaceful place to be and comforting for the people who have lost their pets. Thank you for posting it Whys. love reeta xx
I hope Milly (my cat) goes like that. I'm glad it wasn't a protracted process for Darrell. I got told it NEVER happens that way... good to know that's not the case.
Enjoy your memories of Darrell. You were very lucky to have him for so long.
I am so sorry for your loss. It has been a couple of years since I lost my dear kitties, one within a year of the other, and I still miss them. You gave your Darrel (both Darrels) the very best you could, and I know that your love was returned.
