Tuesday, June 17, 2014

Accident Turns to Happy Ending

"Quit choking me, Rocky!" says Jolly
When a accident led to my having my cat Jolly put to sleep, I felt like a murderer. At the time, it seemed like our only option. But after Jolly no longer filled our halls and hearts with his ornery ways, I kicked myself for not deliberating more, for not fighting to save him.
All you pet lovers know the jagged ache that I still experience every time I think of Jolly, and the longing I feel to embrace his silly little black and white self once again.

Enter my artist—translate: kind and sensitive—son, who listened with patient compassion as I choked out my grief the day Jolly died. Then he said, simple and nourishing as a bowl of milk, “You need another baby kitty, Mom.”

I sighed, wiping huge tears from my face. “Do you really think so, son?”

“Of course—baby kitties solve everything.”

Although his philosophy on life may seem a bit simplistic, I did think and pray about his advice. And decided to go with it. Lord knows beating myself up over Jolly’s demise wasn’t helping my broken soul mend.

Pokey is all white except for a calico head and tail
 and a couple of "dots" on her back
On the way to adopt my new fur baby, I had my mind set on a male kitten, whom I’ve found more affectionate than females. But this little lady, with her unique coloring and spunky ways, stole my heart and kept it. With the help of our granddaughter, we named the baby Poka-dot, and call her Pokey for short.
Pokey spent her first night in our bed snuggled between us, purring herself to sleep. I’m not sure my husband was too wild with that arrangement, but I didn’t ask him.

I will always miss Jolly. I believe he’s waiting for me in heaven. And I’m certain he forgives me for my stupid decision. But until I can see and hold him again, Pokey turns a tragic accident into a happy ending.

Have you ever had to put a pet to sleep? How long did it take you to get over it?