Hey, it is me Alex the cat… and I have three words for you….
Getting old sucks!
Trust me, I know…..
At seventeen and a half I am finally feeling my age and it isn’t fun. I haven’t been myself these past few weeks. My appetite has disappeared causing me to lose a lot of weight. My five bathrooms are no longer sufficient. My parents had to add two more to the mix, but despite their intentions, it didn’t stop me from disrespecting the air conditioning ducts (my fragrance is now present throughout the house). To add insult to injury, I am no longer as steady on my feet as I used to be.
I wiggle and wobble when I walk. Stairs are no longer my friend (and I live in the stair master house). My parents decided it was best to keep me confined into my former recovery room so that I don’t hurt myself. They had to put on their tinfoil thinking caps to figure out a way for me to get fresh water without getting hurt. Fortunately they rose to the challenge.
They are on their best behavior. They even switched beds so they could stay we me (Sillies that they are don’t have any doors in their room), and I am thankful. Despite their best intentions, I am still sad. I know that my days of being a fun, fearless kitten are over. It is a hard pill to swallow. But I am thankful for the good times I have shared with my parents and I love them more than words can say.
These past few days have been way harder on them then they are on me… And I know they are struggling with what the future brings. I just hope and pray two things… One, that they know how much they mean to me, and two how thankful I am that I had them in my life. I couldn’t ask for better servants (even if they don’t wake up early enough for me). I hope they know how much I love them… Now, tomorrow and forever….