Ryan0rz wrote:The rest of my family always commented on how jelous they were of Heidis affection towards me. She really did give me a gift of love, Cal.
Yep - and you know what? You take that sheer good luck that put Heidi in your life and you keep it somewhere safe. It's just for you - those memories and what she meant to you - and you can go back there any time. I do the same - I often revisit my fondest memories of pets I have had to leave behind; they're always with me, wherever I go, and only I really know how much they gave me and what they still mean to me.
I've learned to set aside my sadness and be happy that I ever had the good fortune to have their silly, ridiculously cute faces purring up at mine, to have them jumping on me first thing in the morning, impatient for their breakfast, or insisting on lying across my PC keyboard when I'm trying to play a vitally important game, or jumping up onto my lap while I'm struggling to play the guitar. In retrospect, every moment with each of them was precious, that much I know for sure.
Meanwhile, I hear you have another cute fluffy kitteh to distract you. That really is the best medicine in a situation like this. Cat therapy. It can really work wonders.