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Old October 7th 17, 06:37 AM posted to rec.pets.cats.community
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Default Tribute to Harri Roadcat (a year late) from her hoomin

Dan Mahoney wrote in rec.pets.cats.community:

Dear kitties, doggies, and other species, I hope you won't mind an
interruption by a hoomin. When Jellicle Ball 2016 came around I
wanted to leave a tribute for Miss Harri Roadcat, but the pain was to
fresh and I couldn't do it. So I will do so now, with your permission.

When I was on the road in the big rig I made sure to keep up with
RPCC from my laptop. When Soft and Furry got adopted by a tony orange
girl kitten I was fascinated. When we learned that keeping this new
girl kitten would cause unnaceptable disturbance to the existing
clowder, I immediately thought "I can give that kitten a home!"
Little did I know the amount of effort it was going to take just to
get dispatched out to the Midwest, but it eventually did happen. I
was thinking that I'd give the tiny kitten a ride to Califormia. then
integrate her into my existing clowder.

Little did I know that this little kitten would rapidly take complete
ownership of my heart. I had no idea that cats could adapt so quickly
to walking on leash, but Harri sure did. Taking our twice-daily leash
walks was the highlight of most of my days. And seeing the amazed and
amused reactions of people we passed was equally rewarding.

I also had no idea that it was possible for a kitty to love to spend
hours straight lounging in my arms while I drove. That was such a
wonderful feeling.

When I came off the road and Jarri had to adapt to be a housecat, she
did so imediately. She still love to curl up for hours in my arms,
just while I was sitting on the sofa or in a chair. When I would come
home from a trying day at work, I would collapse on the sofa to relax
for a little bit. I could depend on having a chest full of orange
girl kitten within 2 or 3 minutes of sitting. She would hop up beside
me, walk up onto my chest, plop down and roll over on to her back
with he head tucked under my chin, and purrs my stresses away.

When I learned late in 2015 that Harri had a tumor on her kideny I
was devastated. I swore to give her the best life possible for the
time she had left. I would have done so even he hadn't previously
saved my life. Harri took remarkably well to sub-q fluids, and seemed
to be holding up pretty well. When she lost the battle on New Years
Day, 2016 I was crushed. I didn't think it was possible to ever
experience that kind of pain. WHen I lost my brother, I learned that
in fact it is. But I still go through periods when I find it very
difficult to get by in a world without a Harri Roadcat.

I love you, Harri Roadcat, and I miss you.


Iowna curls in and cries her own way. Her eye can't make tears but her
voice can make you feel them in your heart. With a low throb, slowly
joined by others, she morns her friend Harri.

I loved you Harri!
Your life,
Your vibrance,
your scent of love,
your care for all.

I miss you Harri!
Your being with me,
you vibrating by me,
your scent by me,
your care for all.

Iowna drops her head to a pillow of hankies,

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