Such a good boy…

“I believe cats to be spirits come to earth. A cat, I am sure, could walk on a cloud without coming through.” – Jules Verne

Jingles. He was a foster, given to our daughter in exchange for an armful of wiggly kittens she was caring for, all who had a much better chance of finding their forever homes. His planned stay in her home was to be temporary, until she could network and find him a loving family. Little did she know that he made the decision to stay as all the love he ever dreamed of already surrounded him.

Cats do that, you know? We don’t really choose them, it’s definitely the other way around, given their incredible power of moving into our lives and our hearts. They have an amazing sense of knowing where they belong, where they can find security and comfort. We tend to look at cats through dog-colored glasses, at times seeing them as distant when they don’t run to greet us with wagging tails and sloppy kisses. If we call their name, some rarely come running, choosing instead to just ignore us.

Not Jingles. He always responded, quickly rubbing himself against an available leg, purring like a motorboat. Being around family dogs never presented an issue for him as he would casually give them a nuzzle, never showing any fear, just a bit of cat love.

He went on his way early this morning, quietly drifting off into forever. In a sad way, we’re once again grateful that another of our family pets died peacefully in a place where they were so very much loved.

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