-Photo by Mary Bach
It is amazing how a little pile
of fur and bones
of whiskers and purrs
can claim a human heart
can fill a human heart
and
how its suffering
can break
a human heart
and call from the human
both her best and her worst
and how completely
helpless
that human can
feel
This is in memory of Frank, my daughter’s cat who left us November 24 of this year. It is linked to Joy’s FF55 at Verse Escape, with a nod to the late, great G-Man.
In Other Words 
Simply sweetly sad. they never leave – just vanish from sight.
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You’re right, Laura. Thank you.
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I still remember a few cats from my childhood… so tragic when they leave us, and how easily they bond.
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Thanks Bjorn.
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This brought a tear, Mary. Love is always amazing, when it is as pure as this. You know I lost my beloved dog Chinook this summer, and I still feel all those things you describe. Sympathies for Frank, and many thanks for adding your 55 to the mix.
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Thank you so much, Joy. xx
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Beautiful kitty. They are so tiny but mighty.
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Oh they are, Angie. Thank you.
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Their little paws leave an indelible imprint on our hearts, where they, like all whom we love, live on forever. >^..^<
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You’re absolutely right, Ginny. Thank you for reading, and for your friendship. xx
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aww… pets are better than humans, mostly…
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I agree!
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Beautiful… This puts into words what I couldn’t express at the time. We had our sweet Sukoshi pass away on November 25th – I can remember feeling her all warm and soft against me with her purrs so deep they filled the room. So sad when they suffer. So sad when they’re gone.
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I’m so sorry for your loss. Thank you.
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