Pilgrim
1/1/2005 - 10/26/2019Feeling desolate – Pilgrim is gone. My loving, quirky, beloved kitty-companion of 13 years is dead. And I am devastated and lost.

Who will greet me at the door every time I come home? Who will point out the cricket that has gotten in the house, and then look peeved when I take it away from her so she won’t eat it? Who will poke Kriss in the side like a 2-year-old tugging on its mother’s skirts, demanding attention? Who will troll the kitchen and get under my feet each time I go in there, begging for wet food? Who will creeeeekkk open my closet door in the middle of the night so she can sleep on (and shed on) my clothes? Who will bug me (read: keep me company) in the bathroom, each and every time I go in there? Who will make Kriss crazy by lying on her briefcase, suitcase, backpack, clothes, or anything else that she could get to? Who will I leave the bedroom door cracked open for at night, so she could come and go at ‘Kitty’s Will’?

Who will sit beside me and try to beam “Feed me” thoughts into my brain? Who will sharpen her (phantom) claws on our shoes and boots? Who will try her utmost to explore each and every closet and cabinet that was usually closed? Who will cuddle onto my lap to get warm? Who will pout and pretend to ignore me when I come home after being away for a few days? Who will knead Kriss’ stomach and sneeze on her? Who will sometimes grant me the honor of falling asleep on my head at night when I am in bed? Who will roll on her plate of catnip and act silly? Who will trust me unconditionally, even when I have to pill her every night? Who will put on her Annoyed Frown when I kiss her head repeatedly?

Who will rub against my legs and feet when I’ve just gotten out of the shower (and therefore don’t smell enough like her)? Who will look guilty when caught on the kitchen table when she knew it was a no-no? Who will annoy Kriss by taking the warmest blanket in the house for hers? Who will wander around the house meowing to who-knows-what after we would go to bed sometimes? Who will gripe when I brush her? Who will shed on my clothes, so that I always carried a piece of her wherever I went. Who will share the ‘woobie’ (our ancient much-loved quilt) whenever Kriss sits and reads in her recliner? Who will lie on my pillows because she was a typical cat ‘comfort-hog’? Who will be the third one in our ‘group hugs’? Who will greet us with silent-meows? Who will be there for me every time I am afraid or lonely or sad or silly or any other human emotion? Who will constantly be on the edge of my consciousness every day?
Sweet girl, I will miss you more than you could ever know.
Columbus, OhioOctober 29, 2019
Light a Candle

This is such a lovely memorial, and such an accurate description of all of the amazing ways our amazing kitties touch our lives. The extent of the love and happy memories is limitless. Sending you warm thoughts 💜Jessica Arth - October 30, 2019

Submit a candle