The very best comfort of all.....

My Zoey was 3 1/2 weeks old when we found her.  We kept her separated from the other kitties until we were sure she was free from illness and disease.  She had her own "suite".  She was allowed around my husband, myself and the 2 dogs.  What a treasure!  When she was finally able to meet Charlie and Angel, she fell head over heels in love with Charlie.  Of course he took on the "I can't be bothered with you" attitude, but she persisted.  They became inseparable.   She was never much interested in me after that point.  She learned all her manners from Charlie.  She respected him and his "stuff".  When he died on November 20th, she was devastated.  That night when I got home, she got up on the end of my bed, which she never does, and just stared, silently, still, wide eyed all night.  Then, she would not come out of the basement, except to eat, for a couple weeks.  She started coming around more after that and a miraculous thing happened.  She started coming into the laundry room every morning and getting up on the washer while I did my chores, washing their plates, changing their water, like Charlie used to do.  She started coming upstairs every morning to wake me up, like Charlie used to do.  And she now gets on my lap and sleeps for hours, which at 3 years old, she has never done.  She has really been my unspoken crutch, and I hers.  We have become so close in our grieving.  This has been a wonderful thing for me, the best, because despite all the other things I have done to try and heal, I am still broken.

]Your story of Charlie And Zoey is sooo sweet, what a darling little , and smart girl. She knows what is going on that's for sure. I am sure you know that only time ( and Zoeys love) will slowly mend your broken heart. I know the feeling well and it is so painful, so sorry for your loss. Take care

You have some lovely memories to cherish