You came into our lives one April. And in April, you also left. Yesterday, it was a month since your departure.
These days a friend sent me a text which says that the pets who leave us go to the sky and become stars. And since then, when the sky is clear at night, I look at the stars to see you shine. As you used to shine in our home the year that life gave us the gift of you.
But this post is not about how sad we still are about your unexpected and early departure, but about the beautiful memories I have of you. I can't capture them all in one post, but here are a few.
I remember when you arrived. You were so small and helpless. You were afraid of everything. We fed you with a syringe for a few days until you learned to eat. And we used to take you with us to pick up R from school since we were afraid to leave you home alone. We carried you in a little red bag.
But soon you got used to us and made our home your little kingdom. You didn't like too much the visits of strangers in your kingdom. But you loved to be with us and we loved to be with you.
Your favorite toy was Tucky the fabric toucan that R gave you. You loved to play with him and chew on his beak, although I'm not so sure Tucky liked it, hehe.
At some point, you discovered that you loved getting into the fridge. And every time someone opened the fridge door, there was a high probability that you would sneak inside and lay back to enjoy the coolness.
A couple of times, when I was distracted cooking you even stayed locked inside for a few minutes. But that didn't make you give up, and you kept taking advantage of the slightest opportunity to sneak inside.
And then there was your favorite chair. Your chair, the one that was once my desk chair and that I still can't sit in today without watering my eyes.
At first, we shared it until you made it clear that it was your place to take an afternoon nap and that you didn't want to share it.
That's as long as the hubby wasn't home because then you liked to settle down at his desk. And if he got up without warning, you would throw whatever you could find on the floor, starting with the wireless mouse that I don't know how it still works.
You loved to throw things on the floor from the shelves. And to lie down in front of the TV covering the remote control sensor. You also liked to scratch the TV screen sometimes when you didn't want us to watch it. That didn't make me laugh at the time, but you don't know how much I would give to see those little claws scratching the screen again.
You and I agreed that we don't love photos, let alone selfies. But we would both do anything to please R, who was without a doubt your favorite hooman. This one was the last I took of us together to send to R.
We said goodbye to you on April 10th with deep sorrow, stunned, and with so many questions that will never have answers. We left you with Tucky to accompany you on that last trip, and we planted a bird of paradise bush very close, and Uncle A told me it has already started to grow. But I like to think of you more as a star shining in the sky. You'll be in our hearts forever.
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