I just bid farewell to my precious Kythas, my furry companion of 13 years. Its the hardest decision I have ever ever ever had to make. She is the third member of my family to be taken by cancer in three years - all dearly loved and missed, my Poppy, my Dad and finally but no less loved (more like Im grateful that I got to spend just a little more time with her) my kitty - Kythas.
Kythy walked into my life as a 3wo kitten, having never fed off her mother and chasing a butterfly up the front steps of my share house in Orion St in Lismore. I knew the second I laid eyes on her teeny tiny body that she was intended to live with me! I scooped her up and knew that through thick and thin we would be together, we would share the hard times and she would prove to be what I feared the most - a reliable and steadfast companion, forgiving of my frivolous nature. She taught me what being a mother could mean.
I cant even fathom how hard this road will be, I keep hearing her voice - keep thinking that she is just sitting next to her plate waiting for some tucker :(.
Fly free my beautiful Kythas, you have been a true friend to me and my heart aches for your snuggles and my ears yearn for your purrrrr. There is not one soul in this world like you.
I love you.