Forlorn


One black cat
Lonesome for playmate
Forlorn one

Gold-eyed knight
Missing spry princess
Mournful cry


Seeley appeared out of nowhere (as most of them do) at the beginning of the Spring.  He and YaYa immediately bonded.  He and she would run, chase and tumble about the yard.  Wherever we would see one during the day – we did not have to look far to find the other.

This was great for YaYa, as she had not connected with another cat for play.   She allowed visitors, stayed out of their way; observing their movement without interacting with them.  Seeley was different.

Earlier in the week, while YaYa was in the midst of her transition, Seeley was not far away from her.  When she was under the house, he stationed himself at the opening.  During her last half-hour, he joined me in the circle around YaYa; I was singing to her.  Once she crossed over, he quietly left us to return to his spot on the porch.

Since Tuesday evening, the energy on the porch has yet to readjust … for Seeley or for us.  We assure him, if he desires, he is welcome to stay.  We thanked him for the timing of his arrival and for becoming YaYa’s playmate.  Reflecting back over the past few months — YaYa was a happy girl!  Unfortunately, we now have one lonesome guy!


For more on YaYa:  Twinkle Of Appreciation.


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© rgb for “On Dragonfly Wings with Buttercup Tea”, 2011 – 2012

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Becca is an artist, poet, and animal communicator. She delights in cooking, nurturing, and sharing a rich spiritual life with others on the Path.
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8 Responses to Forlorn

  1. tigerbrite says:

    His eyes really are forlorn, bless him…..

  2. granbee says:

    Becca, I have a feeling you will find the perfect new companion for Seeley at your local shelter–or from a friend or neighbor who has one to let out for adoption.

  3. Renee Espriu says:

    A couple of years ago I had to have my cat Oliver put to sleep after a seizure and his buddy Hemingway took quite awhile to get over the loss. Now Hemingway has become my ‘buddy’ and sometimes that is quite alright and at other times…well, I don’t think I’m quite the replacement he would like. Sorry for your loss and hope this other kitty adjusts soon.

  4. Raivenne says:

    Awww, hugs to you both.

  5. Awww … it’s so true. They can feel the loss of thier playmates
    or mates as mush as we do. I know my Marshmellow has lived
    through the loss of two wives. he was forlorn and depressed both times.
    It’s difficult to watch yet they teach us how to cope with loss. A little behind
    the ear scratch from me. ~~~~ : – (

  6. Ellecee says:

    A very nice tribute to a lost friend.

  7. Green Speck says:

    The cat really seems to be waiting !!!

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