|Woger Salmon. 1996.|
Today has been one of the saddest days of my life. My bestest friend ever has been taken from me after a short and sudden illness. I had to take him to the vet today and it was decided that it was in his best interest to relieve him from pain and anxiety with an injection.
Woger and his sister Weggie came into our lives as rescued cats from the South Mimms Cat Rescue Centre approx sixteen years ago. They were only kittens when we got them and they both looked like they were wearing little dinner jackets although Weggie was always a little fluffier than Woger.
Woger was a terrific little cat and loved nothing more than to follow me around and get involved in anything I was doing. He was always there and I was constantly reminded that no matter what the circumstances, he would be there to keep me company. He was my little assistant and his mere presence ensured that our surroundings were always peaceful and relaxed. He never seemed to age in my eyes and always had that kitten appearance in his cute little face.
I don't recall ever being angry with him, he was so well behaved and never gave any cause for concern. He never had toilet accidents in the house and always took care with his cleanliness and grooming. Woger was always busy, busy, busy running in and out to the garden and getting involved in everything. I will sorely miss getting him down from the garage roof (I don't think he had a head for heights) and trying to get him in at night when he would hide in the garden.
I spent lot of time with him recently due to his worsening condition. I would lay next to him and stroke him gently in the hope I was giving him some comfort but I think he was giving me the comfort more than anything. I think he knew.
It's going to be hard getting used to him not being around any longer, little Weggie realises something is different in the household and I'm sure she will miss him too when she realises what has happened.
I know it sounds daft but little Woger meant so very much to me. His short life, unconditional love and friendship has enriched my own life so much over the last sixteen or so years it's difficult to look forward to the future without him by my side.
Autumn is depressing enough without the thought that I won't be snuggling up with Woger on my lap in front of the fire in the cold depths of the coming winter.
What a sad, sad day it is for me today, Friday 14th October 2011.
The little painting above is a sketch I made of Woger when he was new to our household in the Autumn of 1996.