I admit this blog post is a little out of the ordinary for me, but in a funny way links to beauty. Just shy of three weeks ago, my cat Louie disappeared. Just like that. I’ve had him for 15 years and my life is missing something without him. When I was freelance churning out feature after feature he stopped me from going bonkers. Always nestled up in my office, jumping on my lap as the steam was coming off my keyboard, we made a good team. Wherever I was he was nearby. A real homebody. Which makes his sudden disappearance even more baffling as he hardly ventured out.
But apart from anything, I never realised how much I depended on him for daily happiness and wellbeing. A well known stress buster, cats are known to lower blood pressure in over boiling humans, and after a challenging day, I would come home and stroke and tickle him for all his worth. Now gone. My teenage son isn’t so interested! Just watching him sleep with his paws outstretched would bring a smile to my face and a warmth in my heart. In short, I feel flat and sad which obviously shows in my face. I know it’s only a cat, and there’s much worse that happens at sea, but for the time being I’m grieving and no amount of beauty lotions can bring back that intrinsic glowy happiness that a beloved pet can. Paws for thought.