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![]() Saying Goodbye to a Trusted Friend
by Karen Lee Stevens
April 18, 2005 More than a decade ago, I was walking by an abandoned warehouse near my office in
I didn’t know it at the time, but I had just met my destiny. I reluctantly left that day after promising to check on him again soon. I didn’t have any plans to adopt a pet right then, but changed my mind when I awakened to the sound of heavy rain on my roof the next morning. I immediately thought of the abandoned cat I had met the day before and knew I had to do something. I jumped out of bed and raced to the warehouse and, sure enough, there he was, huddled under the eaves of the old structure. I scooped him up, placed him on my lap in the car, and carefully drove home. Just like that, this Siamese-Tabby mix and I became a family. As the months and years passed, Cassidy and I became inseparable. Being around this special soul profoundly the way in which I looked at the world. There was something about his quiet, dignified demeanor that gave me the courage to make cosmic changes in my personal and professional life. He became my muse, my teacher, my purr-fessor, if you will. At 16, although his spirit was still strong, Cassidy’s body succumbed to the ravages of time. Surrounded by soft music, candles, and the people who loved him most, Cassidy, while nestled on his favorite throw, passed away peacefully in my arms. As his eyes closed for the last time, I knew I had lost not only my cat but also my best friend. I firmly believe this kindred spirit was sent to me as an inspiration to help other abused and abandoned animals. After all, it was our destiny.
Cassidy passed away five years ago this month. This column is dedicated to all those who have loved and lost a beloved animal companion. Karen can be reached at karenleestevens@cox.net. By Karen Lee Stevens, |