"Heavy hearts, like heavy clouds in the sky, are best relieved by the letting of a little water" - Antoine Rivarol
We've just had a phone call to tell us that our cat, Beaumont, died at about 6pm after coming round from the anaesthetic after a simple operation at the vets this afternoon. It's a big shock. There was little sign that anything was wrong with him this morning when I left for work, and of course not thinking he was particularly ill, none of us really got a chance to fuss over him particularly or say goodbye. Anyone with a pet will know what a part of your life and family they become, and when you suddenly are told they won't be there anymore, with their distinct personalities and tendencies, its a very sudden feeling of shock and loss.
It took a good half hour to sink in, I spend so much time trying to be logical, fair and rational, that I didn't know what to feel when I first heard (though depending who you ask they may or may not tell you I'm any good at that) I end up bottling stuff up usually and then blow up completely disproportionately to some minor event that triggers a release. So, I came up here, logged in and typed the first sentence on this blog and let it all out, and now I feel a lot better. Obviously lots of thoughts about life, death, making the most of the time we've got and the people we've got close to us will visit me over the next few days, and I hope those thoughts help me change to be a better person, god knows we could all do with a little push to help us change and be better people from time to time.
I hope he that didn't suffer when he went, and that we gave him a happy life.
Rest in Peace, Beau.