A Twist for Pepper

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A Twist for Pepper





Well, so far it has not been the year I was hoping for.  


Yesterday we had to euthanize my oldest cat, Pepper. She was around 14.  Thats a cause for argument here on exactly hold old she was, but nonetheless she was my oldest girl.  My other cats I have,  bullied  her  a lot. She  tended to stay in my room or home office.  She would jump up on my desk and be rather insistent  about it.  I will miss her head bumps for sure.  We shared the same birthday.  She preferred staying alone, but  at Christmas;  she spent a great deal of time staying by the family.  My youngest daughter mused if she was giving us some extra time with her before she crossed the rainbow bridge.


Our fury friends. add so much to our lives.   They enrich it with love.  Studies that a cats purring help our blood pressure to go down and ease anxiety.


Grief with a pet is different, at least the studies say that and I believe it to be true.  They are with us 24/7, depend on us for food , etc.  It hurts differently!  Never easy.  It is a meme or GIF on Facebook "the only time one of our fury friends ever breaks our heart is when they leave"  So true. 


I will miss you Pepper,  my Peppy Pod.  You will always be loved.   You were a good girl.

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