the story of opie
It's kind of ridiculous how much I love this cat. He was actually supposed to go to someone else, but some kittens are too fragile and the one I was planning to take left us earlier than expected, so my sister gave me Opie instead. I'd always wanted a red cat, but I choose my pets on the basis of need, not looks and so I was happy to take in the last baby in the litter who needed a home.
I've had Opie since he was 5 weeks old and he's totally the best free thing I've ever gotten! I tell him he needs to take care of himself because he's awesome and I want at least 20 years.
Here's why...
He's a teddy bear. He sleeps snuggled up next to me and he purrs so loud that it wakes me up. He helps me stay in shape by lying on my yoga mat, curling up on my bench, or trying to snuggle up with me during ab work. He waits outside of the shower, and once when he was a kitten, he fell into my bubble bath. He's always at the door when I come in, even if I just went to take out the trash or check the mail. He sits with me every morning as I get ready for work. I talk to him and he talks back. He follows me around, he helps me cook, he catches bugs, and tonight when I was working late at home, he was alternately on the table touching me with his paws, and snuggled up in his bed at my feet.
He's got a thick, beautiful, soft coat and loves to be combed and petted, until he doesn't, then he bites. He hisses at visiting kids, then hides under the bed. If I'm late to feed him he carries on like he's starving to death, and it feels so good to save his life ;)
Opie was born about about 4 months after my grandfather died. My grandfather raised me from the time I was nine and I've said "goodnight" to him every night since he left us. After 8 years, I still miss him terribly, and wish he could visit me in Denmark and that I could take him to Italy, or wherever he'd like to go. I'm not sure where I stand on angels, heaven, and all of that, but Opie brings such joy to my life that I often wonder if he is a gift from my grandfather.
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5 comments:
What a dear writing. I feel the same way!!! Take care, still love it, Opie, the red head!! hahahahahahaha Hey while I am thinking about it, we still need to know about the castle and see more pictures from your header, okay? I love that picture and I am sure I'd love to see more of the same castle!! Take Care!
Maybe Opie is the spirit of your Grandfather? He is a beautiful cat, and has a nice personality from what you tell us.
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Yvette
My Dragon is like that. He's been with me almost 16 years now and for 9 of those in Denmark. My husband told me the last time we were visiting home without him that he knew we would come back only because Dragon was still here lol Opie looks like a big cuddlebunny and you just want to sink your face into him and snorgle away (can you tell I'm a cat person?)
Opie looks like he has adjusted to his new home.
Enjoy your devoted cat, he looks a lot like one of our dear old friends.
I've shared my life with many furry creatures over the past two decades..my life and memories are richer for the experience. Such a comfort and joy. No better words to describe their beloved presence.
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