turps

This is just a small post about Freesia. I just wanted to share some photos of her and talk about her a bit.

Like all my cats, Freesia was a rescue cat. Funny thing was, we weren't supposed to get her. We'd gone to the shelter and decided to get this big ginger tom. We only had one other cat at the time -- sadly she died many years ago -- so this new cat would be our second ever. We went back the next day to pick up the tom and found out he'd been given to someone else. We were upset at the time, but it turned out he could have never come home with us anyway as he was an outdoor cat and we wanted indoor cats.

None of the other cats really suited us, and we were about to leave when we saw a crate on the floor. It was a cat that had just come back from being spayed, and I looked down and saw Freesia looking up at me. She was beautiful with the most gorgeous face with a striking black nose and I fell in love instantly. At that moment I knew she was our cat.

It turned out she'd been bullied by other animals at her old home, often spending all her time hiding on top of the kitchen units, so she'd been rehomed. Despite that, she was fine with other animals, which was a good thing as we had another cat and dog at the time, then got three more cats after Moffet died.

She soon settled in and I quickly found out she was a lap cat. Not that I had a lap at the time, this was well before I'd lost all of the weight, so she used to lie on my chest, and never got away from that habit. I'd sit down and she'd be there, either lying on me or on top of the chair back behind me. When I came home she'd run to the door and was always waiting when I opened it. We used to do this thing where we'd head butt each other. I'd say, 'head butt' and we'd butt heads for a while as she purred like crazy. She was a small cat under all of the hair, but had this loud meow, and would respond when I talked to her.

She was beautiful and loving and I miss her. But thinking about her has been a big reminder of how much she had changed at the end. She was still loving, still wanted to be close but had lost all of her spark. We were never sure of her exact age but do know she was 18 years plus, and was loved for every single moment of those when she was with us.

Just a few of her including one of a pj'ed and bed-headed me with Freesia in her favourite place, and one really old one which is apparently the only time I've ever got all four of them pictured together.

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pensnest

Such a lovely, fluffy cat. I love the nose splodge and the big green eyes. She sounds like a wonderful companion.

turps

She was an excellent companion, my tv watching friend.

And yeah, had the most beautiful eyes.

shadowhive

Oh she was so beautiful. It sounds like she was meant to go with you and that she loved you as much as you loved her *hugs you tight* It’s always so horrible to lose our furry family members but I hope doing this post and remembering the good times has helped a little

It is hard to lose them. My last cat and dog died a really long time ago so I forgot just how much it does hurt. Even though I know it was the right decision.

venetia_sassy

Oh, she was beautiful. I can imagine love at first sight! It's so hard to let them go but she clearly had a wonderful life with you.

She was beautiful.

Thank you for commenting ♥

dine

what a love! she's beautiful, and it sounds like was meant for you - I'm glad you had so many wonderful years together, and you've got such great memories (and pictures)

She was such a beautiful cat. So silky smooth and delicate.

I'm so glad I have got so many pictures, and memories, of her.

frausorge

Such a lovely cat! It's clear the love was equally strong on her side and yours, and that she had an excellent home with you for all those years. The head butting made me smile - that's a neat way to communicate attention and affection cross-species.

The head butting seemed to happen naturally and became a thing. None of the others will do it which is a shame.

sylvaine

Awww, what a good cat she was ❤️❤️❤️

She was a good cat. The best.

tempore

She sounds like she was a wonderful cat.

She was a fantastic cat.

I miss her.

turlough

This is such a lovely post! Such a fitting memorial to your beloved Freesia! I wish I could have met her, she sounds like such a wonderful cat. And she was so pretty! Those gorgeous green eyes and that fabulous fluffy tail.

I wish you could have met you too. She would have liked you I'm sure. She was really friendly and would go and greet everyone. Which wasn't always the best for the non cat lovers.