Sneaking Around With You

Was shoveling snow earlier and I came across some paw prints. The creature came from around back, across the drive, through the front yard and on through the neighborhood. I hope the cat is warm and loved.

When we bought this home, Eponine was the first to walk in with me. She scoped the place out, found her favorite spots, looked out the windows and made it home. That night I told her, "You're finally legal." See, we always rented and never fessed up that Ep was sharing the place. Through six homes and about 14 years of renting, we never got caught. And we got every deposit returned in full.

Now, before I write more, let me be clear that I don't want Eponine's blog to be a downer. The holidays are a wonderful and dyanmic time. She and I love the whole season tremendously. I reject the notion of being sad when it's a time to celebrate.

I also recognize it's OK to occasionally be sad. Being sad actually is not something I do well, which makes it a little overwhelming. The "Secret Paws" family, Edsel, Diva Kitty and others have been a God send. If I had known Epper would get sick, I would have discouraged her from signing up for "Secret Paws." However, I can't imagine this time without the blogosphere. I don't think she and I could be making it without you "covering us."

Ep essentially is my partner, almost a spouse. I guess W and others would have a field day with that. Thinking about her role in my life reminded me of the words of the song below. It's about discovering that special relationship. Saying "I'm here for the long haul. Through thick and through thin."

Years ago, Ep and I invited each other to share a home. Over those years, she has never hesitated to spare a thousand sweet kisses. I just pray I have done the same for her.

My Eponine is dying. I have to admit it. She knows I've been holding on, but today I told my little monster she can go if she's ready. I never thought I could. She's near me now and still purrs much when I pet her. I'm assured she's not in pain or suffering. Her little body slowly is shutting down.

Thank you for reading, commenting, caring, helping us. She sends you sweet kisses.

Written by Eponine's Cowboy