My little sidekick, Kaya Cher, died exactly a week ago.
I wasn’t planning on writing about this.
While it’s no secret that I love cats (actually I love all animals, except maybe Corgis – they creep me out), the whole “rainbow bridge” thing always struck me as a bit too saccharin for me and I pretty much lumped “memorial cat post” into the same category. It feels a bit cheesy, but not in a fun way.
And a facebook status felt a bit trite, and also a bit sympathy-seeking.
But Kaya Cher was such a special little soul that it just hasn’t felt right to avoid writing about her. So this is my way of giving her loss the recognition it deserves.
I Love Kaya For All These Things And More:
- Always waiting for me by the door when I got home. I got in the habit of getting my keys ready before I walked through the gate, because she’d give me about 30 seconds before meowing and pawing at the door.
- The little “squeak toy” noise she’d make when she landed on my bed or the floor or anywhere.
- Reciprocating whenever I gave her “kitty kisses” with my eyes, and then rolling onto her back, still maintaining eye contact and purring loudly.
- The inevitability when Marley found a new “safe spot” or started a new habit, that within days I’d find Kaya there instead.
- Sleeping in every single little bed and basket I (compulsively) bought her.
- Letting me hold her like she was my teddy bear while I fell asleep.
- Sleeping on me during the night, even when I was on my side.
- Defying physics by packing the weight of a cannonball into such a small fuzzy package.
- Sleeping on the crack between the sofa cushions.
- Purring as soon as she’d see me.
- The little chirping sound she’d make the instant I touched her, followed by purring.
- Watching squirrel and bird videos on YouTube with me.
- Moving “her” rubber band from place to place, like Eeyore with his broken balloon.
- Imitating the way Joe was sitting.
- Climbing onto the back of the toilet to drink from the sink as soon as I sat down, and very gently tapping my shoulder to let me know she was done.
- Resting her little head on me when she slept.
- Knocking things off my nightstand until I woke up.
- Being my little shadow, spending most of time in the same room with me.
- Pooping in the nearby litterbox every time I was recording a podcast with Christian.
- Those alien green eyes.
- Managing to win the hearts of “non-cat” people.
- The guarantee that if boxes were piled up, Kaya would be on top, like a little mountain goat.
- The way she perched her head on the edge of her basket or on the TV remote when she slept.
- She was a survivor.
- She was a good kitty mama to her kittens.
- Her little pot belly and bowed legs that seemed a little too short for her body.
- Being there next to me when my life was dark and I felt scared and alone.
- Being my little security blanket and emotional support kitty, providing me comfort and helping to quiet all the noise in my head.
- Being my sidekick.
- Bringing so much joy and laughter into my home.
- Every detail about her one-of-a-kind personality, that will remain in my heart even longer than she was by my side.
I want to share more pictures of Kaya Cher and actually had more to write about her. Since I want to honor her memory tonight, and I’m not quite ready to look back at all my pictures, I’m opting to resist my urge to proofread and format. I trust the love that fills this post can compensate for any typos.