Sometimes I really miss Gertrude. She was a very quiet cat. She didn’t really interact with many people, or other animals for that matter, but she sure was vocal and bossy with me. It was rare that she even came out of my office, but, as you can see, it was a Sunday, and I was reading the big paper on the table, so she figured she would get up there and push me around. She was a very handy cat. Gerty would always be ‘poking’ and ‘pushing’ me with her paw. I figure that she was saying, “Mom, MOm, MOM!!!! Don’t you see me? I’m here and I want you to pay attention to me. And only me! MOM!!!! Are you listening?”
While I was away last week, K8 found this picture when she was cleaning her room and stuck it into the big picture I have of Squash E Bear next to my bed. It was so sweet to come home and be reminded of a furry love that has passed. Gertrude is gone 5 years now. Sometimes I swear I still see her scampering down the hall into my office. We don’t have any Calicos or long hairs at the moment, so it must be her. I wonder if she is seating with my Mom in heaven (Mom passed away 12 years ago this week, which is maybe why I am reminiscing). Past loves are always with me – just sometimes I feel a particular one more one day than another.