Yesterday, I lost my very very special kitty, Meko.
I'll never forget how I came to get Miss Meko. I was in the third grade and my mom said, "if you really want a kitten, write your dad a note and tell him you will do the dishes until you turn 16." And so I did just that and my dad said yes, only because I would do the dishes everyday until age 16 (just kidding.) Hey, at least I offered!
When I went to the local animal shelter, I was a little disappointed to find no kittens in 'Kitty City'... except one: Meko. There she was scurrying around, dodging every worker that tried to catch her. But I guess I had the magic touch, because she came right to me... her future rightful owner. Even as my mom filled out the adoption papers she curled up in my arms, perfectly calm, ready to be taken to a welcoming home.
Early on, my family and I realized she was a bit wacky. She had lots of energy and body was a little disproportionate. She was somewhat of a bobble head with feet so long, she could wear a humans' shoes. She maintained those same black-bottomed feet for the rest of her life, but she grew into that head. She had the most beautiful colorings and these gorgeous green eyes.
I have so many memories of Meko that I will never forget about her.
- She was THE ULTIMATE HUNTER. Just a few things she's caught:
* Our state bird, a cardinal.
* Our PET bird, Broadway. Mom, did you ever find the beak and claws?
* A lizard, well she swallowed it (and it made her head go cockeye for a good few years.)
* A full-grown squirrel
* At least fifty-some moles
- She drooled and curled her toes when she was happy.
- She wasn't fat; just fluffy.
- She LOVED to eat: We gave her breakfast and dinner, twice the size of her siblings and she always finished theirs off. Even if they weren't through yet.
- Cat nip was her weakness.
- You couldn't feed her food out of your hand, because she SWOT at you.
- She had a big 'M' on her forehead... how she got the name Meko.
- She could meow so loud and make raccoon noises; again, hence why we named her after Pocahontas' Meko the raccoon.
- She woke up at 5:30 every morning and rattled my parents door to say 'LET ME OUT!'
- She loved sitting in the sink.
- She was the best sleeping partner.
There are so many memories I have of my cat, Meko, that will never ever ever be forgotten. I think what also makes losing a childhood pet so difficult is that it's like losing a part of you. She has been a part of my life for the past 14 years, whether I was home with her or away at school. Everyone knew this: right friends?
I will miss my Meko so much, but wouldn't it be strange if I didn't? I think all the tears and grieving my family and I have had over her just goes to show what kind of impact she had on our lives.
I am so thankful for all the wonderful memories I have of her and so thankful to my parents for taking such good care of her while I was away. And I could not be happier that we provided her with the best life a kitty could ask her. I think we made quite an impact on her, too.
R.I.P. Meeks.
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