Girly Girl, a thin and unassuming pussy willow, was born to a Black Persian kitty during uncertain times. She provided comfort to her owner and her mother’s next litter, often cuddling with her baby siblings when their mother was absent.
Not to mention the time that passed moving from my parent’s home to an apartment and then to our own home; Girly Girl was always with us.
In the apartment Girly Girl use to rest on my belly, every night; until it grew, until the new baby came.
In our new home I set up a little table for my spirituality; a candle and some flowers and a book of inspiration, a special place for me to relax, rest and reflect. Life was remarkably busy then and Girly Girl was independent outside the house as well as in the house. I did not always give her time like I once did. Now that life had become so busy with a new house and a baby.
Before she passed away, she came into the house unassumingly. We found her peaceful under my special table. It seemed like she was just taking a nap. We buried Girly Girl in the back yard.
Now Football the ‘love kitty'” sleeps over her grave some 11 years later. Wild leaves, cypress tree needles, grass and vines gracefully snow on her resting place.
Seeing Football resting there made me remember Girly Girl today: that grey puss that unassuming pussy willow!
