Ever have a moment when you are just angry with your body.  Not because you are chubby, or short or can’t run as fast anymore.  Mine decided that it was allergic to the best cats I ever had.  I found them a wonderful new loving home and they left today.  But I am profoundly sad, as I walk through the house where the door is now open to my closet, and the climbing tree is gone.  No more little tiny footprints running to greet me as I come to door, no more purring machines to make me smile… No one excited to eat the canned food I gave them morning and evening without ever a complaint.  I am upset with my body for rejecting the ability to have them as my friends. I am normally a very happy person, but tonight I don’t think I could smile for anything.

With a cat, you are never lonely, but you don’t have to work as hard as with a dog to make them happy.  They are content with food, water and a good lap to love.  But I kept waking up in the middle of the night and could not get my breath.  Finally figured out they had brought back on the asthma I suffered from over twenty years ago, and I know it will take a while to be back to normal if it ever is.

We had Siberian Forest cats for a couple of years, but the cats had so many dietary issues (poop almost swung on the ceiling) and vet bills and negative personality issuers, it was the first time in my life I had ever had cats that I did not bond with.

But with these two pound cats maybe I bonded because we are both were of  “Heinz variety”  mixed bag cultural backgrounds.  Who knows.  Never thought I would be affected so much by their departure.  But I guess literally “They took my breath away”.

Tomorrow will be a new day, and I  will get used to open doors, and not finding toys in my slippers and losing my books to the middle underneath the king bed.  Just my thought for the day.   So sad.