Jessie-Belle was such a little beauty. She was
small, tabby and white,
part persian and
ohsolovable. Until the day she died she was kitten-
like and bright-eyed
healthy. She ran everywhere.
Jess died suddenly on January 12th
1999. Healthy
and happy in the morning, staggering in the
afternoon,
dead just after midnight despite visits to
the vet. I was in shock for days, weeks.......
I remember well the first day I saw her. She was
sitting on the
kitchen bench (a no-no in our house)
and needed a home. She was well-loved but her
family could not keep her nor her friend Tuppy,
together with the dogs they had. I wanted Tuppy
and felt they shouldn't be parted but I thought she
was too beautiful, too perfect, that surely she must
be vain and spoilt already. Forgive me Jessie, I
was so wrong! Over the years, Jessie stole my heart
and we became soulmates. Such close connection I
had not known was possible even though I am an
animal lover. It was not necessary for her to talk.
We knew each other well. Is it too much to call her
a kindred spirit? Some may think so. Not me. She
used to love being carried around on either of our
shoulders. If you picked her up she would reach out
with her beautiful white paws for your shoulder.
There she would sit while we, poor peasants!,
were forced to walk around as she surveyed her
queendom. She would blink in utter rapture.
I remember well the last time Dave picked her
up and brought her into the office, saying,
"Look what I've got!" She looked so happy!
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And so, sweetheart, now you are gone. Twelve
wonderful years went by so quickly. You will
always be in my heart, though, and one day we
shall
meet again. Until then, your catmate, Tuppy,
continues to look for you (he always thought you
were his Mum, you know). Sometimes he seems to
be getting on OK without you then at others, he is
inconsolable. At those times, he looks in your
favourite places and waits for you to emerge from
below the verandah. But it does not happen and
finally he goes away to sleep. I wonder,
sometimes,
if he will ever get over grieving
for you, he was so
attached to you. I know
how he feels. You were just
so much a part of us.
God bless you, little Darling Bella.
Wait for us. Such partings cannot be forever.
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Tuppy misses you so, Jessie-Belle
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