Tuesday, January 21, 2014

Cassie Has Earned Her Wings

Cassie is gone.... Her full name was lovingly, Cassie Barracuda Piranha Shark.
She will be remembered by many memories and a few scars on my hands and wrists.
Cassie was a troubled fur child. When she arrived her goal was always to maim.  She was filled with so much anger. I knew I was taking on a hard project with her. While she clamped down on the soft skin between my thumb and finger, I promised her, no matter what, this was the last home she would ever go to. She could display her anger, her frustrations and her distrust all she wanted. I would never send her away. In time she came to trust my son and me, and while we were able to rid her of her thirst for blood, she always had to remind us with her lick, lick chomp, that she was in charge and keeping an eye on us. I used to curse at those "nips" but in later years came to love them.
   Last night we watched a sunset together. Beautiful pinks adorned the sky. How perfect I thought. She was brought to me in a pink blanket. AS the air got cooler we sat by a fire. She laid in my lap so quietly. Was she thinking about her next great journey? I had already told her about the Bridge and that all of her friends would be there so we discussed her wings, pouncing on fluffy clouds and how honored I was to have her in my life. As we sat... I realized my decision to let her go was the right thing to do. I know we always have our doubts, but Cassie hardly even moved. She loved the outdoors: digging in the dirt, rooting around in the grass and sniffing the air. She did none of this....she just lay in my lap, listening and occasionally letting out a sigh. When she came here she had so much baggage: loneliness, heartache, distrust, pain, fear... I hope when she left those bags were repacked and overflowing with love, hugs, kisses, happy memories and enough N-Bones to last her until it is my turn to leave this earth.
   Dr Helmer is a kind and gentle person. He spoke to Cassie the entire time and I held her rubbing her head. Its ironic that the heart we were trying so hard to keep going, we now ordered to stop. She is at peace now: happy, whole and free of pain. The house will be quieter...... less energy..... I have been left with a broken heart but a richer life.

In my best French accent........................ to the last one......
                                           
                                                        Viva la Revolution!