I used to hate cats with a bright purple passion but something inside me has changed and I now love them as much as I ever hated them. A lot of this transformation has to do with a little black cat named Boo. Here is Boo earlier this year wearing her new ‘pink rose’ collar…
As you can tell, Boo was a constant source of fascination for me. Here she is in her own version of ‘Cat Kong’ fighting off purple martin parents while she tried to figure out how to open the birdhouse she was sitting on…
I used to enjoy ‘kitty time’ with Boo [kind of like happy hour but with a cat in your lap on the deck] every now and again. Its calming affect was so profound that once my 8 year old once said to me ‘dad, you need some kitty time’ — it was his way of telling me to chill out…
Much to my delight, Boo got pregnant earlier this spring and asked her if she could just give me one black kitty like her. She gave me 4…
Here’s my kitty buddy Gabrielle with two of the babies; Loki and Baby Boo 2…
I could go on and on, but the points of this post is this: sadly, Boo was killed in a tragic accident earlier this summer. Sitting on the deck this morning I noticed that the rose she ‘feeds’ — the rose that looks like the pink rose on her collar — is now in bloom in the garden near the deck where we used to share ‘kitty time’…
Bye, bye, Boo. I never knew I could get so attached to a silly stray cat…
Bright, shiny objects! 
That’s a really touching post Todd! Good photos as well, Peace, Jaz
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Silly little black cat stole my heart. Taught me volumes about detachment as well! I miss her… :-/
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I felt the same way about our Bruno before he passed.
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I haven’t been this affected by an animal since I lost a dog in high school…
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Todd, cats are special. When you find one that matches you, it pretty special. We owned one cat and she was a very unique being, but that is what her own us.
Ivon
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Agreed…
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Todd, we continue to find things that bond us together…and here is another one. Susie and I over our married years have buried three of loveliest cats to ever grace the earth. We are currently the parents of OC the World’s Smallest Cat, Zip the Pet Me Now or Die Cat, and Annie Now Called Andy Because My Stupid Parents Can’t Recognize Sex Parts Cat all who have been rescued. They are playful, loving, and add tremendous value to our lives.
So I encourage you to rescue another…or two. You might be pleasantly surprised to discover who is the “one” actually being rescued.
Much love to you and yours, from all of us.
Be encouraged!
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Reblogged this on LifeRevelation and commented:
I am reblogging this post not because it contains any deep wisdom about life or words of transformation. I am reblogging because over the past month or so I have found a soul mate in Todd Lohenry. He seeks the good, honest, and truthful in life then blogs about it, he cycles, and he loves cats, all traits I share. In our comments back and forth to one another he strikes me as the kind of guy we could all set down with and enjoy a meal as we laugh and talk about life.
Cruise on over to his blog and follow if you don’t already…he is an awesome man, worthy in all ways.
Be encouraged!
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Thanks, Stephen! You are too kind! It’s true — we seem to be twins separated at birth in many ways…
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…and that is a good thing…blessings to you and yours…be encouraged!
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