Remembering TuTu

TuTu has been gone some 10 months today. So I thought I would write a post in memory of my late sweet kittie.

I still feel a tinge of sadness of course, but time has blunted the pain.

She was the cutest of my three kittens. And the most gentle and sweet.

She was my cute little tuxedo.

I miss her.

But I can now look at her photos and not burst into tears.

Many months ago, I had a chat with my neighbor. She and her family were the ones who were so kind to place TuTu inside my gate when they found her dead.

I asked her how they discovered TuTu. It was your orange cat that found her, she told me.

Apparently, Girl sat at the side of the drain and she kept looking at my neighbor's son and then back at the drain. She kept doing that to alert my neighbor's son.

She kept at it again and again until his curiosity was piqued and he took a look in the drain. 

That was how TuTu was found. Your orange cat is very clever, my neighbor remarked.

Well, I wished that my cats could talk. Maybe they saw what happened to TuTu. What happened was fated and I have stopped wondering how she died.

At one point I even blamed myself. Had I fed them later in the day (as I usually do), maybe this incident may have been avoided.

Of course that was a silly thought. The accident could have happened at any time, I could not have predicted or prevented it.

I can now smile when I am reminded of TuTu and her cute antics.

TuTu is gone but never forgotten. My partner believes that she may have moved on to a better life. I hope so too.