Here I am, a few months later, remembering September 28, 2020. I was looking at an old post. I just put down my second cat with hyperthyroidism and diminishing kidneys down this afternoon. From that day forward to October 6, 2020, I had found the quietness so hard to deal with that I found a kitty at the humane society in our city on October 4, 2020, to fill the void. The decision has proven to be one decision worth making as the months continue to move forward. My new cat is Magic Salem, a black kitty who was five months old on September 30, is now a year old. He has an attitude that reminds me a little bit of my first cat Emilee Marie Cuddles and Bing Noel Crosby kitty. It is not unbelievable; it’s a reminder of two former cats before Magic Salem came into my life a week and a day after Bing passed away.
It took me a few months to develop a middle name for Magic because his personality is feisty, loving, wild, talkative, and very active. With him being all black with a white spot on his belly and in bright light, you can see tabby markings under his black fur. I’ve to give Magic the credit of sharing his life with two kitties before him with joy in my heart. I do not have a problem remembering my fur babies before Magic. I believe it is to be – a sign from God that He knows where I am in my life right now. Ever since Magic has been a part of my life (since October 6, 2020), he has been through a lot. We have been through a lot. I have, for the first time with having a cat (my third one). I have separation anxiety and dislike leaving him home alone when I go to dialysis for three hours and fifteen minutes at the clinic. A patient at the clinic makes it tough on Saturdays when she watches baby animals on TV. I love him so much.
