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It's not often that I write entries on the weekend. They are normally reserved for when I am bored at work and desperately trying to pass another half an hour before I can go home. But I write this entry with a broken heart. I don't know if words will be able to properly describe the emptiness and the hole that I feel has appeared in my life today with the loss of my beautiful five year old cat Kai, who died from internal bleeding after being struck by a car on the main road a few minutes from our street. I'm probably writing this entry for my own benefit, more than I am writing it to share with all of you and for that I apologise. I'm not quite sure how to deal with this as I have never loved any animal so much in my entire life. Only a handful of you on my list ever met Kai, but to those of you that he did meet, I'm 100% sure that he loved you, as he loved pretty much anyone he came in contact with. He even loved our mail lady.
Kai came into my life as a stray kitten I adopted from the Cat Protection Society at Concord Animal Hospital. They say when you go to adopt a cat, you don't pick them - they pick you. And Kai was no exception. Whilst the other kittens didn't really go out of their way to impress me, Kai went all out and was racing round his cage, jumping in his water bowl. He was excited at the sight of me, and I knew I was taking him home.
Kai grew into a beautiful, big boy and was very talkative and happy to have a conversation with anyone or anything that may have been listening to him. He always meowed to let me know where he was or if he was hungry or if he wanted to go outside or if he just felt like talking, which was a lot. He adored cuddles and attention from pretty much anyone and even at his big five kilos was quite happy for me to scoop him up and walk around giving him big cuddles. Kai also loved to headbutt and nudge you for attention if you weren't listening to him. Kai was effeminate for a male cat, and constantly grooming, so we bought him a pink collar so he could be out and proud. Although I kept his tag, I buried him with his pink collar, so they can all know he's gay fashion concious when he gets to the afterlife.
When Kai was much younger I lived in a place where there was another much older cat who used to hunt mice and rats from the local university. She would bring her kill home, present it to us and then take it away to eat it or whatever she did. We would pet her and tell her she was a "good girl". Kai would watch and although he couldn't exactly understand why we were praising her, he thought he would try it himself. Rather than realising that she was being praised for her hunting skills instead of what she brought home, Kai figured if he went and found something he thought was really great and presented it to us in the same manner, he'd get the same treatment. So off he went and back he came with the biggest banana leaf palm leaf that he could find. I thought it was way too funny to not congratulate him on, and he did it a couple of times before he worked out that we were all laughing at him. So today, we buried Kai under our banana leaf palm because I know he must have thought they were pretty cool.
Kai has left a pretty big gap in our house, and even if we got a million cats, we'd never replace the big lug. But I do have the capacity and the means to adopt another cat. Minx, our four month old cat will be lonely without her big friend, and seems to know that he is gone already. Ben isn't a cat person at all, but looked up cat adoptions for me today to see if we could find a little one that we can give as much love to and make as much a difference as we did to Kai. This is Max. He's a few months older than Minx, but we're going to see about adopting him on the weekend. Nothing will bring back my baby boy, and I doubt any animal will ever love me as much as he did but hopefully Max will be able to join our family and enjoy the same kind of love that Kai did.
Kai came into my life as a stray kitten I adopted from the Cat Protection Society at Concord Animal Hospital. They say when you go to adopt a cat, you don't pick them - they pick you. And Kai was no exception. Whilst the other kittens didn't really go out of their way to impress me, Kai went all out and was racing round his cage, jumping in his water bowl. He was excited at the sight of me, and I knew I was taking him home.
Kai grew into a beautiful, big boy and was very talkative and happy to have a conversation with anyone or anything that may have been listening to him. He always meowed to let me know where he was or if he was hungry or if he wanted to go outside or if he just felt like talking, which was a lot. He adored cuddles and attention from pretty much anyone and even at his big five kilos was quite happy for me to scoop him up and walk around giving him big cuddles. Kai also loved to headbutt and nudge you for attention if you weren't listening to him. Kai was effeminate for a male cat, and constantly grooming, so we bought him a pink collar so he could be out and proud. Although I kept his tag, I buried him with his pink collar, so they can all know he's gay fashion concious when he gets to the afterlife.
When Kai was much younger I lived in a place where there was another much older cat who used to hunt mice and rats from the local university. She would bring her kill home, present it to us and then take it away to eat it or whatever she did. We would pet her and tell her she was a "good girl". Kai would watch and although he couldn't exactly understand why we were praising her, he thought he would try it himself. Rather than realising that she was being praised for her hunting skills instead of what she brought home, Kai figured if he went and found something he thought was really great and presented it to us in the same manner, he'd get the same treatment. So off he went and back he came with the biggest banana leaf palm leaf that he could find. I thought it was way too funny to not congratulate him on, and he did it a couple of times before he worked out that we were all laughing at him. So today, we buried Kai under our banana leaf palm because I know he must have thought they were pretty cool.
Kai has left a pretty big gap in our house, and even if we got a million cats, we'd never replace the big lug. But I do have the capacity and the means to adopt another cat. Minx, our four month old cat will be lonely without her big friend, and seems to know that he is gone already. Ben isn't a cat person at all, but looked up cat adoptions for me today to see if we could find a little one that we can give as much love to and make as much a difference as we did to Kai. This is Max. He's a few months older than Minx, but we're going to see about adopting him on the weekend. Nothing will bring back my baby boy, and I doubt any animal will ever love me as much as he did but hopefully Max will be able to join our family and enjoy the same kind of love that Kai did.
