My husband, Marc, and I pulled into his brother’s driveway. As he put the car in park, I turned to him and said, “I don’t want to go in there.”
“Why? What’s wrong?”
“I am afraid to see the cat,” I replied. Just a few days before, their beloved cat was hit by a car, broke her leg, and needed her tail amputated. “I am afraid I will cry when I see her with no tail. I don’t want to make them feel worse.”
“If you cry, you cry. But you won’t. You will be fine. She is doing well.”
Not believing him, I just muttered, “OK” and slowly walked to the front door. Within moments, we were in the room where the cat was recovering. She was as sweet and beautiful as ever. Her leg made playing difficult, but she was trying. She let us scratch her, and she purred at us. It was amazing. And I didn’t even miss her tail. She looked just as adorable without it.
When Marc and I were back in the car, I told him he was right, and that I couldn’t believe how wonderful she looked and acted. Not being able to resist, he replied, “Told you so.”
What I had no idea at the time was that in less than a month, our cat, Alex, would too need his tail amputated due to a cancerous tumor. When it was time for Alex’s surgery, I was worried about him undergoing an operation at his age, but I wasn’t concerned about the loss of his tail. After all, his cousin prepared me for it, and showed me that tails are over rated!
Every moment we live prepares us for the next. Have any chance encounters prepared you for something that you would soon experience?
The tailless cousin’s club – anyone else want to join?