This is so beautiful and so full of love. I have so enjoyed hearing about Eleanor on Hysteria over the years. It was always clear how much she was loved and how much she gave you too. She was one spirited lady. You must all be heartbroken. Love and sympathy to you and your family. I hope particularly that your wee ones are ok. I imagine your older girl understands a little more and the first experience of death is a hard one.
What a beautiful tribute. Thank you for sharing it with the world.
I lost my cat, Dr. Waffles, this year. I adopted him when I was living in a studio apartment above a barber shop in East Harlem. He was mean and scratchy to everyone but me, and eventually my oldest son. Over the years, he traveled with me to Kentucky for the holidays. He moved with me to Chicago in 2016 and was so livid when I adopted his little brother--coincidentally named Donut by the PAWS staff--that he peed all over the backless red jumpsuit I wore at the rehearsal dinner before my wedding that year. I loved that jumpsuit.
Waffles (and Donut) made the cross-country move to LA with us in 2019, nearly overheating when our car broke down in the Mojave Desert. We narrated his every wacky move during the pandemic because we were childless, usually a little drunk, and what else was there to do? He moved with us once more into our forever home, just to be evacuated six months later during the LA fires. We lost our house that night, and he died two weeks later. We were shocked by how quickly his sickness moved through his body--he was only nine. In nearly 40 years on earth, I've never been so sad as when I held him, not looking at the vet tech put him down.
What a way to tell the story of two souls entwined. Makes me want to hug my cat, which is usually a very unwise move. Thank you for every word, it could not have been easy to write. Those last two paragraphs will stay with me.
A beautiful tribute to your sweet kitty. She deserved the best and you gave it to her. Thank you for sharing this special soul’s life with your readers. My heart goes out to you and your family.
Hero (fka Misty) was 2 when she came home with me from the ACS too (in 2009). I will pet her extra tonight. I’m sorry you lost your sweet smart friend ♥️
Queen of Queens ♥️
This is so beautiful and so full of love. I have so enjoyed hearing about Eleanor on Hysteria over the years. It was always clear how much she was loved and how much she gave you too. She was one spirited lady. You must all be heartbroken. Love and sympathy to you and your family. I hope particularly that your wee ones are ok. I imagine your older girl understands a little more and the first experience of death is a hard one.
Goodbye, Eleanor. I feel as if I knew you. A beautiful story.
She was gorgeous and this is such a fitting tribute. 💕
Incredible tribute 💕 sorry for your loss
What a wonderful remembrance. 💙
What a beautiful tribute. Thank you for sharing it with the world.
I lost my cat, Dr. Waffles, this year. I adopted him when I was living in a studio apartment above a barber shop in East Harlem. He was mean and scratchy to everyone but me, and eventually my oldest son. Over the years, he traveled with me to Kentucky for the holidays. He moved with me to Chicago in 2016 and was so livid when I adopted his little brother--coincidentally named Donut by the PAWS staff--that he peed all over the backless red jumpsuit I wore at the rehearsal dinner before my wedding that year. I loved that jumpsuit.
Waffles (and Donut) made the cross-country move to LA with us in 2019, nearly overheating when our car broke down in the Mojave Desert. We narrated his every wacky move during the pandemic because we were childless, usually a little drunk, and what else was there to do? He moved with us once more into our forever home, just to be evacuated six months later during the LA fires. We lost our house that night, and he died two weeks later. We were shocked by how quickly his sickness moved through his body--he was only nine. In nearly 40 years on earth, I've never been so sad as when I held him, not looking at the vet tech put him down.
Yes. Thank you. ❤️
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What a way to tell the story of two souls entwined. Makes me want to hug my cat, which is usually a very unwise move. Thank you for every word, it could not have been easy to write. Those last two paragraphs will stay with me.
A beautiful tribute to your sweet kitty. She deserved the best and you gave it to her. Thank you for sharing this special soul’s life with your readers. My heart goes out to you and your family.
I am so sorry for your loss. 💔
Hero (fka Misty) was 2 when she came home with me from the ACS too (in 2009). I will pet her extra tonight. I’m sorry you lost your sweet smart friend ♥️
Erin I'm so sorry for the hole in your heart❤️🐾