I had never been much of a cat person.... until a certain beautiful multicolored female came into my life. I had lost my hamster, Emily in the early spring of 2008. She had been my only pet. A couple of months later I decided that I wanted to get a pet who lived longer. I was not sure if the apartment complex I lived in at the time would allow even a small dog, but I DID know that for a small fee (an extra $25 a month) they would allow me to have a cat. I lived a total of 6 blocks away from my mom so she and I began scouring the papers for ads looking for a kitten or young cat that needed a home. .
All of our hard work finally paid off in early August when my mom found an ad in the Shopper's guide. I called the lady, and it turned out that her son and daughter in law had moved and couldn't take their cat with them, so they left the cat with her. It was a 1 and a half year old female. The lady had told me she found out that she was allergic to the cat, so she had to rehome her or put her in a shelter. After hearing that I was sold. and I decided to take her on the spot without seeing her. All it would cost was $15 for all the things she was coming with. She was coming from 1 town over and I did not drive so a friend brought her to me on August 8th, 2008. 08-08-08. 8, my lucky number. She stole my heart from the moment I took her out of the carrier. It took her a while to warm up to me but eventually she did. The previous owners had called her Tigera. Not only did I not like the name but it didn't suit her. Being a big Harry Potter fan I had wanted to name her Hermione, but mom somehow talked me out of it and we settled on Cassondra or Cassie.
Fast forward 1 year later. I lost my mom to a short battle with lung cancer on August 13th 2009. I came home that night devastated. I sat on the couch and began to cry. I had lost one of my best friends. Sensing I was extremely upset, Cassie jumped up next to me and began to nuzzle me as if to say "See, I'M still here". She has been my best friend and companion for the last 6 years and my brother and sisters adore her. In 2012 I brought her a buddy to keep her company when I am not at home. She is and always will be my Princess Cassie. I didn't rescue her.... She rescued me.
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Tammy Kaiser
Merrill, WI
What a beautiful story. Isn't it amazing how cats can sense our emotions and distress? My cat Katie did the same thing when I lost my Dad. ...and again, when my husband landed in the hospital with a life-threatening infection. They know. They may not wear their emotions on their furry sleeves like we do, but they know.
ReplyDeleteThey sure do know, My cats have comforted me in so many ways. Thanks for commenting!
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