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My cat died, bravery, and advice from Winnie the Pooh


The last time I wrote was the last day in March. I wanted to see you be brave. Yes, I did. I wanted you to be brave. I wrote about being brave like I had it all figured out myself.

And the next day my cat, Pooh Hodges, died.

My daughter came running into my bedroom, yelling, “Pooh died.” or maybe she said, “Pooh is dead.” I had just woken up from a nap. Pooh died while I was sleeping. He died in a sunbeam.

And I didn’t want to write about Pooh, because I didn’t want to write that he was dead. And then the next day came and the next day, and the day after that.

I avoided writing by moving everything out of the basement into the garage. I avoided writing  by moving my office from the living room into the basement.

If I didn’t write I didn’t have to think, and if I didn’t have to think then I didn’t have to cry.

Think, write, feel, and then cry. Click To Tweet

The night before Pooh died he came and laid at the floor by my feet when I was writing about being brave. He put his paw on my foot as I typed.

Pooh’s ashes are on my desk now.

And, I don’t feel brave.

You are braver than you believe, stronger than you seem and smarter than you think.
– Winnie The Pooh

Today, lets start. Or, start again.

Let’s listen to Winnie the Pooh. The Winnie the Pooh that Pooh, the cat who managed my household, was named after.  You are braver, stronger and smarter than you think. Click To Tweet

Let’s be brave.
Let’s be strong.
Let’s be smart.

Let’s start. Or, start again.




Pooh Hodges helping me write.


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About Pamela Hodges

I write slice of life stories to help you know you are loved, valuable and worthy just as you are. I am a writer, an artist, and a cleaner of seven litter boxes. I live in Pennsylvania with one husband, four cats, one dog and two birds.

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  • Sandy Moss

    I just found your space via Jeff Goins. I have finished reading your book… Manifesto. I also had an art teacher trample my artwork. I stopped making art then. Sadly… My amazing cat died the end of February after a six week battle in the vet clinic. He was poisoned by a brand of cat treat.

    Thank you for sharing your art, heart and loss. I am blessed because you shared your life.

    • Hello Sandy,

      I am so sorry your cat died. How sad to lose a treasured friend. And even sadder that he died from eating a cat treat.
      What a silly teacher to trample your artwork. I hope you will create again. You can draw. You are an artist. Your art only has to look like you, not like anyone else.
      Thank you for your kind words.

  • Dearest Pamela,

    Guess who… the phantom sailor.
    You are a strong woman who inspire me, thank you

    • Hello Patricia,
      Hello phantom sailor. I miss you. Wishing you all my best as you go on your adventures.
      And, you are very welcome. Hugs to you.

  • kathunsworth

    Pamela i was so sad when I heard about Pooh and I understand why you had a break. Pooh would want you to keep going and chasing those dreams. He would want a new kitty to take his place for sure. Keep those gorgeous memories of such an affectionate cat close. Im glad you shared him with us.

    • Hello Kath,
      Thank you for loving Pooh and thank you for being sad when you heard about Pooh. It really made me happy to know how much Pooh was loved.
      Thank you caring.

  • Mary Anne

    Hi Pamela, Sorry for the lose of your dear Pooh. Time heals all wounds. Thank you for the quote from Winnie the Pooh. Thank you for writing. You give me so much, when I read your blogs. You always touch my heart. Mary Anne

    • Hello Mary Anne,
      Thank you for your kind words. Today, you have touched my heart. Thank you.

  • Sharon McGuire Prokop

    I’m sad for your sweet Pooh is no longer by your side and it makes me cry reading you express the deep sadness :(. I have two cats Cookie who is four and her little brother Zippy who is 8 months. Our pets are furry children and own our hearts forever. I hope that soon your memories bring smiles more often than tears.

    • Oh Sharon,
      Thank you for your tears. Your cats names are so cute. Cookie and Zippy. The do own our hearts forever don’t they?
      I have had more smiles than tears.
      Thank you

  • Oh Pamela. I know exactly what you mean about not wanting to write that Pooh was dead. It’s so hard to be strong, but I think it’s because Pooh meant so much. The sadness is equal to how much he was loved. Keep going, Pamela. I’ll be brave with you.

    • Hello Racquel,
      Thank you for being brave with me. I like what you said, “The sadness is equal to how much he was loved.”
      You really understand don’t you? Missing dear little Sophie. Hugs to you.

  • Teresa R

    So sorry to hear that Pooh crossed the Rainbow Bridge. I have lost a couple furry kids, and I understand that you don’t want to shed tears, but they do have a special place in our hearts, and tears wash away the pain and leave behind the sweet memories we carry with us.

    • Thank you Teresa,
      I am sorry you lost a few furry kids. You are right, the tears have washed away the pain and left behind sweet memories.
      I found a short video I made of Pooh, and that has been fun to watch as well.

  • Berdeane Bodley

    its alright to cry, tears are GODs way of washing away the sorrow, we never forget our loved ones, it just gets easier with time……..I love you, Mom

  • My best to you, Pamela. Our cat Einstein, at 17, is declining now. I wrote about him recently. It will be difficult losing him. Our cats and dogs are often our best friends. Which makes their loss so painful. You were good to Pooh. I know he’d want you to keep writing. Keep sharing your insights and artful perspectives. All the best.

    • Hello John,
      How sad Einstein is not feeling well. 17 is a long time to have a cat to love. The house will seem so empty when he dies.
      Wishing you and your family all my best.

  • La McCoy

    Dear Mrs Hodges, Mom missed you. By the way have you seen her. Dad took her away. I hope she comes back. Edelweiss

    • Hello Edelweiss,
      Oh dear. Don’t worry little puppy. Your dad will bring your mother back. Maybe they went to buy dog food.

      • La McCoy

        Dear Mrs Hodges,
        I like dog food.
        I will wait by the door for mom.
        Love, Edelweiss

  • Krithika Rangarajan


    Gosh – I was silently sobbing while reading your article. The image of your cat on your feet will tug at my heart forever. That was Pooh’s final ‘earthly’ message for you: Be brave. I am always with you <3


    • Hello dear Kitto,
      Your tears mean so much. Thank you for loving Pooh. It is actually Pooh who introduced us at “The Write Practice.”
      Pamela, (hugs back at you)

  • Losing a friend is tough, especially a loyal furry one. I’m glad he got to be at home surrounded by a sunbeam. (Rom. 8:21)

    • La McCoy

      Great to see you Eva.

    • Thank you Eva for your kind words.

  • JeNan Merrill

    I am so very sorry for your loss. Pooh was a special cat and will be greatly missed. But he will always be with you in many ways. Thinking of you during this sad time.

    • Oh JeNan,
      Thank you for your kind thoughts during this sad time.
      I never thought I would miss Pooh waking me up at five in the morning by sitting on my chest and shoving his nose in my face.

  • Iya Hannum

    I am so very glad to see you are writing again, friend. I missed you, too.

  • DA Schuhow

    Missed hearing from you on your blog but understand the grief of a beloved kitty cat.

    • Good Morning Debi,
      Thank you for missing me. Thank you for understanding. And, thank you for being a friend.

  • And you my friend were missed too. And yet, it resonates with me. After Real Love was launched I was happy, I was excited and then my brother died. And all the excitement just disappeared. When Steve died a part of me left. For a while.

    We can’t love fully and not have it affect us deeply. It’s not possible. Praying for you as you miss your close buddy. We miss him too. Love you Pamela.

    • Hello Anne,

      I can’t image the pain you felt when your brother died. I am so sorry for your loss. And what you said makes so much sense. “We can’t love fully and not have it affect us deeply.”
      May we always love deeply. I would rather have great pain than have not loved deeply.
      I love you too Anne.

  • Pamela, I feel your pain, knowing what it is like to lose a dear pet. Pooh will always be a part of you and he would want you to be brave.


    • Good Morning Joan,
      Thank you for understanding, and thank you for being a friend to Pooh. Yes, he would want me to be brave. And maybe eat a mouse.