At 6:30 last evening, we said goodbye to another treasured kitty, my daughter’s cat, Manchester. Manchester came to stay with us in May of 2009 while my daughter worked in Alberta for the summer. She had just returned home when she was offered a full time position there, and left again for Alberta in October. Manchester had been with us ever since.
A sweet, curious cuddler, we thought the world of this beautiful creature and came to love him as much as we loved our own Toby. The two of them got along together quite well, considering that Toby was the more laid back of the two and used to having us all to himself. Manchester was certainly the aggressor, and that resulted in some wild and hilarious chases around the apartment. In looks, they were polar opposites, but one was as handsome as the other.
The two of them had the occasional “set to”…
But for the most part, they were great pals and company for each other.
Everyone who owns a pet knows how difficult it is to say goodbye. When Toby left us, Manchester was there to help fill that empty place and we became great friends. It is eerily quiet here today. I must have said a dozen times when we first found out that Manchester was ill that, “That’s it! I’ll never have another pet. It just hurts too much when you lose them.” But, I can’t imagine my life without a cat in it, so I’m sure that somewhere down the road, there will be another kitty who is looking for “parents” — shelters are overflowing with cats and kittens who are looking for “forever homes”.
I discovered this quote when I was looking for something appropriate to put with the boys’ photo, and find it to be quite true…
“Unlike some people who have experienced the loss of an animal, I did not believe, even for a moment, that I would never get another. I did know full well that there were just too many animals out there in need of homes for me to take what I have always regarded as the self-indulgent road of saying the heartbreak of the loss of an animal was too much ever to want to go through with it again. To me, such an admission brought up the far more powerful admission that all the wonderful times you had with your animal were not worth the unhappiness at the end.” – Cleveland Amory