RIP Little Bill-Bill

On Friday my wife and I lost one of our family. One of our beloved kitties, Bill-Bill, passed away at the age of 14. I know some people don't understand strong attachments to pets, and others have pets without developing strong attachments themselves, but that's just not the way we are. Our cats are our companions. They keep us company when the other person is away, and they complete our family when we are all together. Bill-Bill was a huge part of our family and will be missed daily.

Bill was our noisy kitty. He would have an entire conversation with you, if you were willing to talk back after every meow. He rubbed his head against things loudly. He walked with a definite audible sound. He ate louder than anyone. You always knew when Bill was around.

Now the house is so quiet. We miss all of his sounds.

I'll miss the way he would snuggle up to me by facing away from me, and then laying back into me, content to be touching me but looking away from me. If we let him in the bedroom in the morning he would run inside, jump onto the bed always in the same spot, then run over and sit in the same place next to me every morning. I don't know why he liked that spot next to me so much, but i loved having him there.

I try to hide my sadness as much as i can from my wife since she is suffering more. I knew Bill for a year and a half, but Bill was her companion for 14 years. He even traveled cross country with her 4 times. I wish i had the words to take away her sadness. I don't.

Burying him was one of the most difficult things i have ever done. Being strong and doing what needs to be done, even when all you want to do is cry, is part of being a husband and the head of a household. Not something that came up a lot when i was single. I hope I'm always up to the challenge.


RIP little Bill-Bill. I miss you everyday =(