When I was in university, living in a one bedroom apartment in Hamilton, Ontario...I adopted these two lovely black and white, long haired Norwegian forest cats, named Roger and Randy from Bruxy Cavey.....they were beautiful compassionate, affectionate cats...they were about 5 years old then...in 1995. They were great companions for a young single woman living on her own and they grew to find a place in my heart, that will always be there for them.
After Maya was born, she soon adopted these two little guys as her brothers and playmates...and renamed them "Kiddio" and "Twoie", each of them had their own distinct personality...and favourite items to ingest...Kiddio loved licking banana skins and the outside of black garbage bags...go figure..he was the more affectionate of the two and also the braver..stood up to other cats and dogs..did not run, stood his ground....Twoie was a bit more of the softer, frightened easier cat...He loved cat milk and salty chips, fish ...like most cats did...
Three years ago we lost Kiddio and just a few days ago we have now lost his brother, Twoie...they were old cats who really thoroughly enjoyed the change of scenery when we moved out to Fergus..loved the garden and the space. Somehow this loss of Twoie is affecting me deeply, as it signifies so many things....in short 'loss'....another chapter in my 'young' adult life closing...and for Maya her brothers and her playmates gone..that empty feeling in the house has set. I know within these feelings of grief I have a brewing feeling of embracing change..knowing I need to do this courageously, as 2009 has been all about that for me...Big changes and embracing it all, and keeping the faith and trusting at the other end of this tumultuous time that there will be peace.
