I’ve not really got round to doing ‘personal’ items on my blog as of yet. I’m still trying to find my feet on what works and what doesn’t. Having this space on the internet does allow you to write down exactly what you’re feeling and last weekend when I was sunning myself in Kent, I read something that really hit me on Twitter about a girl and a cat I do not know.
Hannah is one of my favourite bloggers. She reminds me of one of my best friends who’s got that gorgeous energy about them. Hilarious, says it how it is but relatable in that we’re all still trying to work out what’s going on in life. Hannah’s blog is one of my favourite sites on the internet. I woke up on Saturday morning with a hangover and read through my Twitter timeline. I read the heartbreaking iphone note that her fur baby cat, Rudey, had been hit by a car and needed one of her legs amputated. My heart sunk. My mind flew to Rufus who was at my Mum’s for the weekend and I just felt numb. I couldn’t process the thought of being woken up and having to rush my little dog to the emergency vets. The waiting around knowing if he’ll be OK and having to deal with any injuries yet supporting my pooch through them. It broke my heart at the thought of it and it broke even more for Hannah and Rudey because it was actually happening to them.
As an avid animal lover, I don’t believe there’s anything worse than seeing your pet in pain. It broke my heart the past few months of Alfie’s life where he was hurting whenever he went to the toilet. It’s horrid. It was horrible hearing him cry in the night and him not being in my room, which we shared for ten years, because he kept weeing everywhere and I was paranoid I smelt of dog wee when I was in work. It was a horrible final few months watching the little heartbeat at my feet fall apart and knowing he might not be there when I woke up each morning. My heart broke even further when my Mum had to make the decision to remove the tumour on his bladder or let him be. Just like Hannah, she had five minutes to make that decision and live with it. Five minutes to decide the fate of this creature who you’ve invested so much love in. It’s completely incomprehensible. My Mum chose to let him be and then she further had to make the choice of when he’d be put to sleep.
I think when I read things like this, it hits home. Even though they may just be a dog, a cat or a rabbit to another person but to you; you know how much love, laughter and happiness this little soul brings to a household. Rufus has completely changed my life and has made it a much more magical place. He makes me smile everyday, he follows me around the house. We’re two peas in a pod who barely go anywhere without each other. He’s my scruffy shadow and he completes me. I’ve had to give up a lot to have him in my life, of course, but he’s worth it. It’s reading and knowing what happened to Rudey and Hannah shows you just how precious life is. Not just an animals life but a humans life. I spent my Tuesday afternoon in A&E with The Geek because he’s caused damage to his shoulder, (note to everyone, when you’re in your late twenties – you are far too old for space hoppers and your girlfriend does not want to spend the afternoon in A&E) and it just shows how your life can change instantly in one moment. It’s scary but it puts the world back into perspective. My worries of money, work and everything else seem completely irrelevant now. All that really matters is that my two boys and my family and friends are well, safe and healthy.
I wish Hannah and Rudey all the best on their road to recovery. With Rudey adjusting to a world with 3 legs and Hannah and her boyfriend in supporting their fur baby and coming to terms with what’s happened. And to everyone else, remember life is precious and when it comes down to it, there’s nothing more important than your loved ones health.