End of a long friendship, Willow is gone

My Cat Willow this last month fell ill and eventually it was decided that there was nothing anyone could do to ease her pain so on saturday the 28th of March she was sent to sleep never to wake up again.

Cat are just cats, but anyone who owns a cat never really understands how attached they become to these creatures until they are gone. Just a small bit of understanding between human and animal would establish a lasting connection and feeling of familiarality .

Willow had been in my life for almost 20 years, ever since at the age of 12 i discovered her as a kitten abandoned in a bag with two brothers. We gave the two brothers away to local kids and kept her as our own with her big googly eyes.

She was a very friendly and playful cat, curious of everything and everyone. She was always welcoming when i'd arrive home from school as if she knew when my school bus would arrive, maybe she did.

Then one year i was sat in my room playing Sega when i heard meowing from behind my door. When i opend it i found Willow laying on the ground meowing in pain and her tail limp. My parents took her to the vet and they told us that she had most likely almost been run over. She had a few bruises and a broken tail. Before long though she was recovered, but her tail did not fix and eventually fell off making her look like a manx cat.

She was never the same cat after that. instead of outgoing and curious, she kept to herself and was suspicious of everything and everyone. She was quick to bite and scratch and would not cuddle up to me or any of the family.

Eventually over the years she learned to trust people again and would sit by my side as i worked at home, or as i watched Battlestar Galactica. She was always there and i would talk to her and she would look back at me as if thinking 'yeh what ever'.

Many of my friends will remember Willow for her Biting personality, her cool calm slow moving style before grabbing biting and scratching your face off. She would always great my friends so i know im not the only one that will miss this little cat.

My last memory of Willow was finding her sat on my bed, eyes wide open and meowing in pain. I felt completely helpless sitting there next to her. And now she has blipped out of existence, my longest living pet, and i feel great loss and sadness. My dad burried her under the little tree in the back garden where she spent most of the summer days sleeping in the shade.






She now sits on Loki's bed, purring away as i fondly remember her.