My Grandmother's Cat: A Tale of Friendship and Loss
Growing up, I saw companionship as a connection with a being. As a human being one may think my companion needs to be my species, but when I was younger I didn't have a connection as compared to the one I had with my grandma's cat. This connection came as a result of frequently been with the pet daily for over 3 years. The pet made me understand that animals have feelings and have a tendency to think like humans. Moments I'm hurt, happy, or longing to play, my granny's cat was available to fill in those moments. Countlessly, the cat has defended me by letting my dad not beat me for my wrong deeds; this action and many more gave me a sense of comfort with it.
When I grew up with the pet, I understood what every gesture it displayed meant, whether moments it was hungry, angry, sad, happy, playful, cheerful, sick, jealous, etc. I could discern every bit of it. Now, you can understand the level of companionship I had with the pet. In fact, I got so close to it to the extent I wasn't aware it was my granny's own; just as other grannies would likely do, she didn't bother but permitted us to be a close pal.
I can remember when I was a kid, I pleaded with my parents that I wanted to carry my pet to school and introduce it to my classmates; they disagreed with my request, and because of that, I decided to sneak my granny's cat into my schoolbag - this happened at the age of 5, lol. While getting into my dad's car, the cat meowed, showing a sense of discomfort; that was when I got the beating of my life. While my dad was beating me, the cat stood afar off having a sympathetic look on me because it knew it was its fault. How? The cat knew I was sneaking it to school, but it didn't cooperate by being quiet in the schoolbag even though it felt uncomfortable. On the other hand, the bag may be suffocating because it had to cry out for help.
I had several moments we shared together in my childhood with the cat. One of the best moments was running with the cat for errands, then we came back and sat close to where my granny's cooking pot is. Sometimes when the food is ready, we sit together and have a good time; it was an inseparable friendship until one day after playing together a whole day with it, everything changed. The cat wandered away from the house at night and never came back; we searched for it for days but couldn't find it. Definitely, you know how I felt; I felt that I lost half of myself. I cried because it left without saying "goodbye", it didn't tell me where it went.
Dear readers, can it be possible for a pet to wander away and never return? If yes, then what could be the reason? Despite the three years of friendship, it never returned. I can recall moments when people got jealous in my neighborhood because of our friendship; now, the house is more empty than I ever expected. Such a great loss!
Even though my granny's pet never came back, I can never forget the moments of our time together. Every adventure remains green in my mind - the cat taught me true friendship and I live on to remember that.
In conclusion, my grandmother's cat was more than just a pet; he was a friend indeed, and I learned a great lesson from our time together - cherish every moment you have with someone because it will never be forever. Though it walked away and never returned, the moments were well cherished and I am always grateful for the time we had together.
It was truly love and companionship!
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