A Year Without Lola

Today marks one year since Lola left this earthly plane and made her transition. Grief has an interesting effect on time. This year has passed at lightning speed and dragged at a snail’s pace simultaneously. Grief also has an interesting effect on memory. Her last day with me is as vivid as if it happened today, but at the same time, I feel like I struggle to recount the details of our last moments together.

Remembering Lexy

Hello, friends. This is an overdue post, for sure. It has taken me a while to sit down and put words to paper because it is not an easy one for me to write. I have been determined to get this post up before the year's end, and I'm just making it. 

Lexy: September 2008 - July 22, 2024

Friends, this is another post I don't know how to start. With a very heavy heart I have to report that Lexy has made her transition to the Rainbow Bridge. 

Selfie Sunday 6/30/24

Happy Sunday, friends. I'm back with a few selfies today.  

Selfie Sunday 6/23/24 and an Update

Hi, everyone. Lexy and I are long overdue with an update. And since today is Sunday, we'll share some selfies of Lexy in one of her favorite things - a box. 

Catstravanga White Plains - A Cat Lover's Weekend!

I love a good cat show and convention, and here on the blog, I've written about several that I have attended. I hadn't attended one since July 2019 when I met up with some of my best cat-blogging friends for a weekend in Chicago. When I heard that Loving Cats Worldwide was having a show in my county, complete with a Shopping Village and Rescue Alley, I knew I had to go. I was granted a press pass to the event, and I went to enjoy a day surrounded by people who love cats as much as I do. 

The Essence of Lola

One month ago today I had to say goodbye to my beautiful Lola. It's still unfathomable to me that Lola The Rescued Cat is gone. Her larger-than-life personality and joie de vivre, rivaling any human's, should have given her 20 lives. Or at least more time than only 13 1/2 years on this earthly plane. 

Having a bond as deep and close as the one I shared with her made the decision to let her go infinitely harder because I felt like a piece of me was leaving with her.  For a while I knew we were living on borrowed, limited time. I also knew that I would miss her deeply when the time came, but I didn’t realize how deep the grief would be.