Leo, Aka Leosiphus, Aka Leopold Monk Iii Grieving
#1
Posted 12 November 2009 - 06:24 PM
Leo came to me when I was living in Korea last year. Some friends of found him lost and meowing piteously in some bushes next to a river. They knew I was looking for a cat to adopt, and brought him to me. He was approximately six weeks old, maybe younger. Such a tiny, perfect kitten! He was not any special breed, just a Korean domestic short-hair. He was the most beautiful shade of slate grey, with a snow-white stomach, throat and nose, and golden eyes. I would have loved him no matter what his colouring was...but I have always found grey cats particularly striking, and was so happy when I first saw him!
As a kitten he would wrestle furiously with my socks and pieces of string. He loved to play...I bought him toys and when I waved the string in front of him he would jump straight into the air, literally straight up off of all four legs, simultaneously! As he grew older he never stopped playing. He even played fetch, with his favourite mouse toy! I had never seen a cat play fetch before. As long as I would throw his mouse, he would bring it back to me. He was so smart.
He also sucked his tail, from a young age (probably because he was separated from him mother a little too early). At any hour of the day I might find him curled up on the sofa or on my bed, with his little tail grasped between his two front paws, nursing away and purring loudly. It was utterly adorable and endearing.
Leo was my dear constant companion. He brought me such joy by winding around my legs when I would come home from work, by curling up next to me on my bed at night, by stretching out on his back with his stomach in the air when I was reading or watching TV. Just looking at him made me happy...so much wonderful fuzziness and grace. He would cross his paws so elegantly one minute, and then bury his face in a pillow the next, just like a little kid cozying up in his blankets. I used to scoop him up in my arms and bury my face in his soft fur. More often than not, he would start purring whenever I petted or hugged him. He would let me hold him in my arms like a baby, with his little face peeking over the top.
Two months ago I moved back to the States from Korea. It was very expensive to bring Leo on the plane, but leaving him there wasn't even an option. I paid the money and Leo and I made the long journey together. It was worth every single penny to keep my wonderful friend close to my side.
Last Monday, on November 09, 2009, Leo was outside in my yard in the morning when he was killed by my landlord's dog. It was totally unexpected and horrific. I didn't know that the landlord and his dogs were coming that day...but I'm not sure I'll ever forgive myself for putting little Leo outside at that time. I keep replaying it over and over in my mind...if only he'd been inside at that moment! If only he'd been inside!
Thank God, I didn't see it happen...I just heard a commotion and then when I went to check on him the landlord told me. I was in total shock. I collapsed in uncontrollable tears immediately after that. My boyfriend was with me and I asked him to go get my darling Leo's body for me. My boyfriend loved Leo too...after he found his body, he made him a wooden casket. I put Leo's favorite blanket and mouse toy inside, and wrote a letter to him on the lid of his casket. We buried him under a tree in the yard and marked the grave with a cross of stones. I want to plant something there eventually...maybe catnip or a rose bush.
I couldn't bear to look at his body, but my boyfriend said that he didn't suffer much. Still, I can hardly stand to think of the fear he must have felt in those last seconds of life...my poor, poor baby!
I cried continuously and inconsolably for one full day...even took the day off work. That was three days ago, and I'm still crying periodically. Waves of deep, deep grief and loss keep washing over me. That first day I didn't try to hide it, but now that some time has passed, I feel like I have to disguise how truly sad I am, because the people around me don't fully understand. Which is why I needed to write Leo's story here.
Leo was infinitely precious and special to me. There will never be another like him, and I miss him terribly, terribly, terribly.
Rest in peace, my sweet, dear friend. May there be warm sunshine, and tuna, and endless playthings wherever you are.
#2
Posted 12 November 2009 - 06:30 PM
ETA: Everybody here understands your grief. We have all been through it sadly. Don't feel pressured to hide it or ignore it, it is real and it hurts.
This post has been edited by kirty: 12 November 2009 - 06:31 PM
#3
Posted 12 November 2009 - 07:16 PM
Cherie
#4
Posted 12 November 2009 - 07:42 PM
RIP Leo - you are now flying with the angels.
Hugs to you.
#6
Posted 12 November 2009 - 09:36 PM
Leo may you RIP little one and be happy on the Bridge.
Blessings to you tonight
Chris
PS a big welcome to Cat World
#10
Posted 17 November 2009 - 03:03 PM
I just wanted to say thank you to everyone who replied to my post. Your kind words help to soothe the pain of my loss. It helps to know that others have felt what I am going through.
Thanks again.
#11
Posted 17 November 2009 - 03:25 PM
RIP Leo, fly free little angel
#13
Posted 18 November 2009 - 08:48 PM
#14
Posted 28 November 2009 - 01:36 PM
Lots of hugs to you and your boyfriend, may your little guy rest in peace.
Nicole

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