Ain't nature grand?
When I got down to Windsor (Sydney)..both Melissa and Chris were quite upset. I won't go into details but it was about the worst experience of a loved animal being put down that could be imagined. Chris in almost 50...he was the last person i thought would be so affected...and it really helped me to see how affected he was..bodes well for their future. His voice was wrong and he cried...
So here are some of the photos. Melissa wrote this on the inside lid of the box she put together for little Comet...I have no doubt her heart was breaking as it has broken for too many times in the past few years...
she even put photos of us all inside the box...
we buried him...and planted an Azalea tree over him called "happy Days"
then amazingly...a dumped but not feral cat which has been visiting them for some time but could not be touched allowed Melissa to not only feed him but to touch him. he is very emaciated..very. Been living rough for about 18 months but no one could get near to him.
he let me even pat him on my last day there. His backbone was so sharp it felt as if it could come out of his skin.
So she fed him up and talked to him... (i used the long lens on these photos so as not to frighten him)
His back is all wrecked as if he has been run over...but he has amazing eyes and lovely fur... poor bloody animal - no doubt been dumped...
so she is loving him up...he is not Comet...but he was hungry and now he is not...she will try to tame him up enough to take him to the vet for treatment...
The hearts of my daughters... this one and the other are so deep and soft...something is hungry it needs f eeding thats all...I have and some of you have no doubt been destitute and hungry at some time in your life...
my girls restore my belief in the innate nature of humanity...along with all the cruelty there are amazing acts of love and tenderness...mostly all unrecorded...
All the time until Comet died this cat was shy...without knowing Comet was gone...the very next day he allows himself to be fed and stroked...how do you figure this...something to do with cats is happening here
Saturday, April 24, 2010
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Tears for Comet and for Melissa and all of you. But how amazing that the feral cat was willing to engage at that time.
You have raised two wonderful children and you are rightly proud.
But was Don a cat "hater" (read closet " cat lover") like many blokes are? Phill professes to dislike cats but who do you reckon spoils Harley more than any of us?
Lovely tribute Melissa made for Comet too.
Cats are mystical creatures. I think that's why they maintain their independence no matter how much they love their humans.
You must have been a good mom to have raised to such special girls.
Foxymoron - Don hated what cats did...but he cried when our old cat archimedes died just before don went to hospitak that last time - he was quite sad to have lost his old sparring partner
Random Thinker...Dogs are more like most of us human beings - but it is an honour to be selected by a cat...
Mom - I was lucky to come from a long line of kind and gentle mothers and fathers...but still benefited from the odd smack ot three - babies and kids are so easy to love - but theirs was a different childhood than most...and they grew up helping out with their dad...and not once did they show any resentment at all - he was vulnerable but he kept them on the straight and narrow better than i did - I was a bit of a blancmange
Sorry to hear about Comet... My thoughts go out to you all.. take care..and try to enjoy the time with your daughter..
I am in tears here on my work break reading this post. you just gotta know Comet and Don sent this cat a message to open up and accept the love of your wonderful daughter... amazing how things work out :)
Cazzie
Cats know....I know they know. My 4 cats know when I am sad, feeling loss and need them. This little creature needs your daughter. simple. They know.
Wanna b slimmer thanks for that -
Cazzie - ah Cazzie...that is just so you
Rpsemary and she needs him as well
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