Monday, June 23, 2008
For anyone that has ever lost a pet, the following is a tribute to the dedication between an animal and the family in which it dwells.
This past week I witnessed the passing of a very dear friend. For eighteen years he was a constant companion.
Appearing one day at the doorstep as a stray kitten he soon made himself at home. After locating his rightful owner and discovering he was not wanted, it was here he stayed. He was a little scruffy, few whiskers but a beautiful rich, red fur coat made him a hit with the female cats already in residence.
We named him Addison O'Malley. (Addison was the son of Adam meaning red earth and he suited it perfectly.)
Addison was part Maine Coon and he often chirped as he carried on a conversation. Blessed with a lush, thick tail he would sway it to and fro as he stalked the birds in the garden. He grew to be a big cat, 20+ lbs. in his prime and walked on a harness and leash.
I will miss him terribly as will his two Siamese sisters.
Here's to you Addie and the life you shared and the hearts you filled. May you spend eternity chasing that ever elusive bird.
Posted by Susan McShannon-Monteith at Monday, June 23, 2008