On This Day: 21st July

I can't believe I nearly missed them all!

It's 21st July and a date that goes down as one of my most significant.

Firstly, it would have been my eldest cat friend's 11th birthday (or at least, the day he came to live with us). He was a bundle of white and black presented to me on 21st July 2006, when we were living in the 'house-above-a-shop'. He was the eldest of my clowder, until he was killed two years ago, and without him I doubt the rest would have gotten a home with us. I learned a lot from him about cats and just how complex they were. He suffered from depression, which I didn't know could exist in animals until I had to watch him go through it.

And I learned how dedicated and loyal cats could be. It was very much my cat and gained the name 'Ghost Pussy', because he would hide when visitors came round. He would also slap my son, if he tried to pick him up or stroke him when he wasn't in the mood, but with me I could do anything with him. If I picked him up, he'd put himself over my shoulder and snuggle up to me and often lay his head on my shoulder when I watching TV or on the comp. The cat trusted me implicitely, but no one else. 

I'm not ashamed to admit it, I still cry over him two years later. He was the cat that I swore would be sitting on my grave, because he would look out of the front door glass when I left the house. He hated being away from me and I idolised him, so it hit me hard when he was knocked over in the early hours of the morning on 8th September '15. I didn't usually let them out at night, but the cats had been breaking through the cat flap every night, so for a few nights I'd broken the rules. (Now though, I have a micro-chip cat flap and they can't break through it.)

Moving on....


Secondly, it was the day after my university graduation in 2011 and the day after my son left primary school to go to high school. A Saturday after the celebrations of Friday and I woke up with a headache and a text from a man that for over 10 years, I claimed as the 'true love of my life'.

Later that day, I found out that one of my idols had died- RIP the heart of Amy Winehouse- and then that evening, the 'He' came round and it was the last time I'd ever see him.


21st July- a high's and low's day in my history.


Fuck! I need to get drunk or something.......

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Comments (2)

  1. RRoe

    Hugs. I like cats, and had a few that I got close with … but my heart now is tied up with an old dog of mine that is slowly dying in front of my eyes. Sometime is wrong with his lungs. He coughs more everyday and has trouble catching his breath. He walks the perimeter of my acre lot each night. He gets behind me and then attempts to run and catch up with me and be in front of me, the way we have always walked together. The running causes him to pass out and fall over in the lawn. I bend down and pet him, half of me wanting him to pass quietly, half of me terrified that we won’t wake up. When he does wake, he is so happy to see me there petting him. He looks around seemingly wondering why he is laying down in the middle of our walk. He gets up, looks over his shoulder to see if I am coming, and continues the walk, his nightly responsibility to check things out before bedtime. So, I very much understand being connected to an animal. My wife often says she wishes I had the same look on my face when I look at her as when I look at Ashton.

    July 23, 2017
  2. RRoe

    And yes I care as much as you have allowed it ..

    July 23, 2017