JadeLouiseParkes
Lairian
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In November 2015 we lost our 8 year old Minky to HCM. I'm only just able to talk about it. I wrote this the day after she passed, and I am still learning most of what I thought I'd know by now.
A tribute to Minky
The moment I met you, you changed my life. You seemed too thin and small to be healthy; for I had never seen a Sphynx before and you looked so tiny and fragile. I quickly learnt that you were a lively and robust little girl, with a huge, querky personality that changed for no one. You loved to chase my feet under the duvet, your favourite toys all had feathers and you were so accepting and caring towards other cats that you met along our little journey living together.
Whenever we would travel in the car, you would meow and shout until somebody cuddled you, and as soon as they did you calmed down and slept. At night you could always be found in the crook of my arm, snuggled up tight, sweating on me and leaving marks on my pyjamas and bed sheets. There is a reason why we don’t own any white pyjamas or bed sheets in this house! I used to get annoyed at seeing those marks everywhere, but now I would give anything to see them on my clothes; proof that you were here. That you slept with me and I cuddled you.
I have always maintained that you smell like swimming pools, which is one of my favourite smells. I would love to smell you and soak you up. Your little paw pads looked like upside down teddy bears and I’d feel them gently while you slept, before you got too tickly and folded them under your chest like a horse. I sewed your jumpers so they fit you properly and so that you couldn’t take them off by licking them.
You bonded so much with Dad when we lived with him; he adored you and soaked you up just the same as I. You loved to lay out in the sun in the conservatory, and snuggle up in your blankets at night with him in the living room. You loved to snuggle in his jacket when he played on the xbox, and you brought him so much joy and love just by being you. There isn’t a single person I can think of that didn’t love you upon spending time with you; you were one in a million.
You taught me how to sleep still so as not to wake you, how to keep you warm in all weather. Most of all, you taught me how to love unconditionally and put you before me.
And now I’m learning from you still; how to live without you. How to go to sleep and not feel you there. How to come home and not see you at the top of the stairs. How to hear a cat bell jingle and not expect to see you next to me.
How to put your things in a special box so that they don’t upset me. How not to smell your blanket and descend into hysterical, heart breaking tears.
As time goes on, you will teach me more and more about my life, without being here to comfort me when it gets hard.
I don’t know if I will ever recover from your passing, but I know I will never stop loving you, and I will always remember the love you brought to our family.
Rest in peace my beautiful girl.
A tribute to Minky
The moment I met you, you changed my life. You seemed too thin and small to be healthy; for I had never seen a Sphynx before and you looked so tiny and fragile. I quickly learnt that you were a lively and robust little girl, with a huge, querky personality that changed for no one. You loved to chase my feet under the duvet, your favourite toys all had feathers and you were so accepting and caring towards other cats that you met along our little journey living together.
Whenever we would travel in the car, you would meow and shout until somebody cuddled you, and as soon as they did you calmed down and slept. At night you could always be found in the crook of my arm, snuggled up tight, sweating on me and leaving marks on my pyjamas and bed sheets. There is a reason why we don’t own any white pyjamas or bed sheets in this house! I used to get annoyed at seeing those marks everywhere, but now I would give anything to see them on my clothes; proof that you were here. That you slept with me and I cuddled you.
I have always maintained that you smell like swimming pools, which is one of my favourite smells. I would love to smell you and soak you up. Your little paw pads looked like upside down teddy bears and I’d feel them gently while you slept, before you got too tickly and folded them under your chest like a horse. I sewed your jumpers so they fit you properly and so that you couldn’t take them off by licking them.
You bonded so much with Dad when we lived with him; he adored you and soaked you up just the same as I. You loved to lay out in the sun in the conservatory, and snuggle up in your blankets at night with him in the living room. You loved to snuggle in his jacket when he played on the xbox, and you brought him so much joy and love just by being you. There isn’t a single person I can think of that didn’t love you upon spending time with you; you were one in a million.
You taught me how to sleep still so as not to wake you, how to keep you warm in all weather. Most of all, you taught me how to love unconditionally and put you before me.
And now I’m learning from you still; how to live without you. How to go to sleep and not feel you there. How to come home and not see you at the top of the stairs. How to hear a cat bell jingle and not expect to see you next to me.
How to put your things in a special box so that they don’t upset me. How not to smell your blanket and descend into hysterical, heart breaking tears.
As time goes on, you will teach me more and more about my life, without being here to comfort me when it gets hard.
I don’t know if I will ever recover from your passing, but I know I will never stop loving you, and I will always remember the love you brought to our family.
Rest in peace my beautiful girl.
