Title of the Piece: My little DeJour

Painted at 9:19 p.m. on 2011-12-18

I realize it's been months. Sadness has had a hold on me and I was not ready to write until now. My little DeJour had to go down on August 7. My heart broke. She was ready, therefore, I had to be. She was so tired the last few weeks. I always asked her to let me know when she was ready, and she did.

I had the dr come to the house for it. She was not a fan of the first injection and let us all know. I held her for the second one. I got to kiss her and thank her be close to her for her last breath. It's the hardest thing, but again, being her best friend, it was my responsibility to make sure she was always comfortable.

That afternoon, after her ceremony in the backyard, it poured. HUGE thunderstorm...then the sun started shining. Something in me said to look outside b/c there was probably a rainbow. I did...I didn't see one and it was raining still so I didn't go out. A few minutes later I heard my mom say to my sister that there was probably a rainbow and that she was going to look for one. I decided to go with and sure enough, there was a huge, beautiful rainbow up front. It was amazing and I know without a doubt that she was running over and looking back saying "look Buddy, I'm fine!!"

Just before the storm, too, the neighborhood parakeets flew by. The next day, I took off of work and got a massage. As I was talking to DeJour, the parakeets flew overhead again. They hardly ever fly this way. On her one month anniversary, I went on a run in the morning- parakeets again, as I left and when I got home. Her two month anniversary, parakeets on my way to the bus. I also saw 3 rainbows in one month and each time I knew what she was telling me (ie: Deeds, please keep an eye on those kitties we visited today and let me know if they're ok. The next day I opened the curtains and boom! there was a rainbow!!)

While I was and am painfully sad, I am thankful for the 17.5 years together. I am thankful for the best game ever that she introduced me to (Kiss my Paws). I am thankful she was always there for me when I needed her- through the really, really good and the bad. I'm so happy she came into my life and that we got to grow up together. I was 14 when we first met, and here I am, 32 and getting married. She was my one constant best friend and I will never forget her or the love and relationship that we had. I still talk to her every day and I still miss her every day. I think she'd be impressed at how the other cat has stepped up to the plate. Even I'm impressed. Worm is sitting on my lap, sleeping next to me- all sorts of affectionate things she never used to do and to be honest, that has helped my heart ache a bit. She's obviously not DeJour, but she's trying her best to help me heal.

DeJour was my dream cat (I always wanted a calico and was thrilled when she chose me!) and I will always love her and cherish our happy memories.

DeJour Molly- Feb 1994-August 7, 2011. The cutest little calico ever.

Starts with a Brush then comes a stroke.

My little DeJour - 2011-12-18
sadness - 2011-07-12
New Job! - 2011-04-10
Date!! - 2010-12-13
Planning - 2010-10-05