I have never ever felt such a hole in my heart like the one I’m feeling now. My beloved feline Simba is gone, I found him lying lifeless on Tuesday morning, September 24. It was more than likely heart failure, sudden, and without warning. I’m not one to cry, but tears flowed freely off and on for several days.
Simba came to me, I had no part in his being here, he must’ve known what I’d do, what else could I do? It was late March, temperatures at night were in the 20s and 30s, he made his appearance on the back porch, almost nightly before I knew he aimed to get a bite to eat. So we left food, and water for the skinny and brawny but handsome young man.
A trip to the local vet was scheduled and after a few more days and nights of free dinner and a warm cloth-filled box to sleep in, I finally lured Simba into a pet carrier. Suprisingly, he didn’t get very upset about being caged. I felt like he kind of knew it was going to be alright and that I would take care of him. And so I did.
What a short but love-filled life he had! Simba created a place of his own in my heart, and he will live there now, never to be forgotten.
Rest in peace Simba, you gave me something that no human could have! I love you and miss you terribly.