Memorial to my beloved Ogies

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About 4½ yrs ago, I rescued this male black kitten, then about 4 weeks old, from the local refuse dump in our village, Sedgefield, in South Africa.  His fur covered in smelly fluid and flea infested.  I took him home, and my wife and one son who was at home at the time, bathed him and rid him of the fleas. We have two other older cats, one also a black male I took in as a stray, and a Siamese female the wife purchased.

 Fast forward to 21st Jan 2016,  at about 3 AM, he got off the bed where he slept ever since that day, cuddled up snugly  against my one  leg, gave an unusual soft cough, and went out the always open window, as he always did early mornings. When he did not return after about an hour, we started looking for him calling his name ( Afrikaans for “Eyes” because of the prominent large eyes)  after a frantic search, my son  discovered his limp body on the floor of our garden shed.  I went absolutely hysterical and cried my heart out, even though I am 69 yrs old. I have been crying every day since, and am still devastated.  After research on the Net, the conclusion was drawn that it was probably the dreaded heart condition, Cardiomyopathy, as he showed no signs of prior distress and was healthy as could be.

He meant  the world  to me and we became very attached to each other.  He would follow me all over the house and garden, even went for rides with me and the wife in  the car around the village, and for walks on the sand dunes at the beach and in a large church garden close to our home,  We showered him with love and affection and took turns to cuddled him at least 6 times a day!

We buried him in one corner of our back yard  next  to a small vegetable patch,  where we spent so  many precious moments together. Him mimicking me, and digging small holes when planting veggies.

It is absolute agony wandering about the house and see all his favourite lounging spots, still expecting to see him around every corner or lying on his favourite sofa.

We have visited the grave site about  20 times since,  asking ourselves a thousand times “ why him!” We will cherish the fond memories of his far too short, 4½ yrs, he shared with us, till our dying days.

If cats could talk, I am sure he would have said just before exhaling his last breath  “ Don’t mourn my death mommy and daddy,  Just cherish the countless memories of the wonderful life I shared with you”

Sleep peacefully our little angel. We will miss you so much! 

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sabine

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 I just want to offer you my deepest sympathy in regards to what happened with your beautiful cat Ogies. The same thing happened with our beloved cat Obi just two days ago and we are devastated. We have buried Obi in our yard and each time I see his little grave I can't understand it. He was so healthy and such a kind and happy company. It is so hard to accept. Love and hugs from Australia.

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