Hello Journal & Friends,
Dusty has been gone a few days now, and I appreciate all the good memories I have of her. I am focusing now on Butterfly, who is 6 years old, and has never known life without Dusty. So she is getting a lot of pampering and reassurances, as she prowls the house, looking for Dusty and meowing in a confused kind of way.
I am feeling peace now, and okay with letting Dusty go... and remembering she is not in pain now. That makes me feel better. And we are talking about.... a new kitten soon. That will keep the place jumping, for sure!
I hope people aren't getting tired of hearing about Dusty... she was with me for 16 years. That's a long time! Here is a little essay inspired by my furry friend. Can you indulge me one more time? :-)
Things l learned From Dusty
Speak the truth in love. If you have to bite someone to get your point across, do it gently. You still make your point, but there are no permanent scars.
Even when you are in pain, you feel better when you purr. It takes you away from your pain, and to a happier place.
Forgive quickly. When someone steps on your tail by accident, go ahead and acknowledge it, feel it, and screech loudly... but then forgive them right away. Don't hold a grudge.
Trust and loyalty are earned. Dusty had been abandoned, and was small and scared when she came to us. It took her years to fully trust us, but after that her trust, loyalty, friendship and companionship have been 100%... she gave her love totally, fully, and without reservation.
Find joy every day. Dusty lived in a limited world... she was an indoor kitty. But she found her favorite sunbeam spots... her places to sit and watch birdies... dustbunnies to attack... her places to curl up warm and snug.
Choose to be happy. Dusty purred a LOT. At the drop of a hat, the minute you started to pet her, her little throat-motor started. She loved to get in my lap and go for a ride on my powerchair. She insisted on getting up on my desk whenever I was working on an art project. She just enjoyed her little world, all of it, all the time.
Be flexible. Dusty went from being abandoned, to living briefly in a cat rescue shelter, to our previous mobile home, to our present home. She saw other kitties come and go in her 16 years. She took it all calmly in stride, rolling with the punches... adjusting... learning... changing... accepting what is.
Be yourself. She had her own definite personality. She had opinions, and let you know if she didn't like something. But she was also accepting of most people and other kitties. She stood up for herself, demanded respect from other kitties, but was not a bully. She was kind and gentle, but not a wimp. She was "herself."