So the other night I brought FiveCatsKid to get reacquainted with the cats. He's always loved cats (his fave stuffed animals are cats) but too much time away from them has created a sense of disconnectedness which has made him susceptible to other people's anti-cat sentiments.
Just like before when he was much younger, we sat by the grille door, opened, with cat treats in our hands and fed Tux, Buffy, and Sam. No Boy this time.
I feel a twinge of sadness writing this. We could have had more time with him, if only I tried harder. But it is now past and there is nothing I can do to bring him back.
We sat there as the three came round, first Tux and Buffy. Tux devoured the biscuits quickly then left to explore the kitchen - technically it is new territory to him, or at least old but reclaimable.
Buffy stayed round, sniffing for more treats. It seems like she is more the one needing the attention than Tux, who I suspect howls more to hear his own voice, that vain clever boy.
Sam darted quickly across the room to the laundry area as he always does. I'm sad that he and Kaku are still so shy. Our fault for letting Buffy and Tux raise them.
It was hot and stuffy but The Kid and I had a good time petting the kids and treating them. It was like old times. He's always so keen to feed them but it takes 10x more time plus supervision so his Daddy usually says no.
When the kids are older, I kept telling myself but for Boy, it was far too late.
Thursday, September 10, 2009
Relearning Everything
Labels:
babies and cats,
Buffy,
cats and babies,
grief,
Kaku,
reintegrating into home,
Sam,
Tux
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