Harper, my cat, sat in my lap today when I was writing a review of two Fleischer animations: Tantalizing Fly, 1919; and Betty Boop’s Kerchoo, 1932, for my animation class, Art 238 Animation 1.
Harper placed her paw on top of my hand and fell asleep. She reminded me of Pooh, Pooh Hodges, the cat I was a typist for on thecatwhowrites.com. On April first, it will be one year since Pooh died.
Pooh used to sit beside me when I wrote and put his paw on my hand. Facebook sends me notifications of photographs from last year. Photographs of Pooh. A reminder of days when Pooh was still managing the household and protecting us.
Animals are more than pets. They hold our hearts in their paws and when they are gone we don’t forget.
And.
I don’t want to forget.
Have you every loved an animal?
Please share a photograph of a pet you have loved that has died. I would love to know their story.
xo
Pamela
p.s. Harper is now the writer on Pooh’s old blog. She dictates and I type. thecatwhowrites.com She is writing a manifesto now. A cat manifesto. She dictates and I type.
