Man, will I ever be done crying this year? I’ve said it before and I will say it again: vile, vile, vile fucking year! 12/12/2012, this auspicious day, brought with it its own special little gift of misery, to add to the abundance of pain, disappointment and just sheer unpleasantness this year, twenty-twelve, has heaped upon me. Yes, I know: boohoo! But seriously!
This is the text message I received yesterday:
Heidi – Sorry to not phone you, but I feel too heartbroken!! I had to have Champers put to sleep this am. He never ate much yesterday and last night he couldn’t jump on my bed so took him to the vet this am and he has Leukeamia! The vet said animals go through awful suffering and there is no help… So had to make a call…feel so heartbroken but couldn’t bear to let him suffer!! I held him in my arms while they gave him the injection and told him how much we all loved him! Sorry he was with us for such a short time and thank you for allowing us to love him too!!!xxx Sorry but couldn’t bear to talk to you… I would just sob!! Big hugs Andy x
Me – O no, and he has so been on my mind lately. I am so sad but at least he had you with him, and thank you all for loving him so. O my poor boy, I will miss him so badly!
My dear, dear fluffy buddy, Champers, is gone. I am not ashamed to say that he was my best friend, but I am ashamed, however, to admit that I chose LA Woman over him! I said goodbye to Champers and left him here in South Africa to go and be with her. What a shameful thing to do to someone that loved me so unconditionally. I guess I deserved what I got over in the United States for doing that. In my defence though, I did find him a loving adoptive family; Heidi, a talented artist and a wonderful, caring soul. Heidi, her husband and her two young children welcomed him into their home, and I left knowing Champers was safe, cared for and loved. My traitorous heart was somewhat assuaged, but I missed him terribly and felt so disgusted with myself. It was quite possibly the hardest thing I have ever had to do. But know facing the realization of the passing of this gentle, pure little soul, I am wracked with guilt and anger, at myself and at LA Woman! I did not get to spend my time with him and his last months here because of what she wrought in my life and because of my selfishness! I am disgusted with myself! Yes, I did return to South Africa, and yes, Heidi did offer to return Champers to me (she is an amazingly generous, kindhearted person) but how could I do that? It would have just been too cruel to her kids and family, they had also fallen in love with him, so I left him there. But I missed him and he was often on my mind. I resolved to go see him during my Christmas vacation, as much as they would allow me…but he has gone now. So never got to say hello again…and goodbye.
Status: Rest in peace my little buddy Hope to see you again when its my turn. I love and will miss you terribly.
Andrew Sad day. He passed away. He was my companion for many years and when I left for the US it was the hardest thing to do to leave. Fortunately Heidi, a wonderful friend and artist adopted him. What a terrible year this has been:(
Jacky So sad for you. Fortunately, endings herald in beginnings and that is my wish for you(and a few more special people) – that your new beginnings are going to take your breath away and fill you with awe and deep contentment.
Patsy So sorry Andy but remember because of u he had a good life. Now he will be your little Guarding Angel
Tracey-Jayne Aw little Champers!!!!! Andy, he had the best friend in you, and Heidi!!!!
Andrew What spirit he was!
Wendy Thoughts are with you at this sad time. So sorry. This awful year is almost done and dusted thank goodness.
Andrew I know! Vile vile vile year!
Wendy Evil vile year: “Get thee hence to endless night”….to quote Chris de Burgh, Spanish Train.
Michael Sorry to hear the news Andy.
Andrew Ye sad day:( poor little dude
Monique Ann Sorry Andy so sad, what happened to him?
Roz Aah no, so sorry.. Always sad to lose a baby!
Heidi I am so sorry Andy….my kids are devastated …. We will miss him so much but thank you for letting us share his love….if only for a little while! I could not let the little chap suffer…. So hope he has found a comfy place to cuddle up … at peace! He was snuggled up in my arms right up to the end….and he went knowing that he was loved! X
Andrew And Heidi, knowing that is a great comfort, I promise! Thank you! I am just so sad and feel so bad that I left him now. But as you said, I know he knew he was loved. Thank you.
Jeannette I’m so sorry Andy! U gave him such a good life after the terrible start he had. Your life will be forever blessed by the love u had. X x x
Andrew Thank you, Jen. He was such a special soul
Nicola Sorry to read your news… xx
Corrina awww Ands I’m so sorry to hear your sad news xxx
Andrew Yeah thanx heartbroken
We all should have the quiet dignity of Champers, his strength of character, and his unconditional love and loyalty. He was rescued from an abusive owner by Dr Taryn Turner and her organisation, Hillside Haven. Apparently Champers had been a gift from a girlfriend to her boyfriend, they split up and Champers suffered the consequences. The boyfriend kept him to spite her, but treated him cruelly, leaving him outdoors alone (Champers is a Persian and not an outdoor cat). Eventually the bastard broke the poor cat’s jaw with a broom which caused the neighbours to finally report his cruelty. That is how Champers ended up at Hillside Haven where he was adopted by some friends of mine who, although having all the best intentions in the world, did not quite take into account the reality of taking on such a responsibility. I had bonded with him and simply could not bear the thought of him being left alone and unloved again so I adopted him…and he me. Champers, a traumatized and sickly little spirit, and rake thin, my heart weeped for him. Despite all the trauma and hate in his life up until then all he wanted was to be loved, and I loved him.
I am proud to say that he grew with me and was, at the very least, content. He certainly was, as I said, loved by me. We were companions; flat-mates, playmates, soulmates and inseparable. I loved picking him up and cuddling him like a baby, squeezing him to my chest, and I am sure he did too. Although he would pretend to be exasperated by my undignified treatment of him, I would often catch him purring against my chest, his fluff soft against my chin and cheeks. Witnessing Champers’ recovery and subsequent growth of spirit, brought the realization of the very real power of love to me, and the role it plays in the lives of the abused and damaged. (This was something I had experienced with my involvement in an ex-girlfriend’s little girl’s life and was further highlighted by Champers). \
This was how I got involved with the organization, Hillside Haven. They care for abused and damaged animals, rehabilitate them and try to find homes for them. I volunteer there on Saturdays doing fundraising for them. I am here to tell you I get far more in return than I give! As I mentioned previously; we all should have the quiet dignity of these souls, their strength of character, and their unconditional love and loyalty.
So my best friend has passed over. I hope to see him again when it is my turn. I believe animals have souls which is one of the reasons I do not eat them. In my opinion there are very few humans that are worth a single animal’s life, and yet, look at how we treat them. What is wrong with us?
My heart aches for him! What I would give to just hold him one more time and to look into those huge, glowing amber eyes of his and tell him how much I love him. If there is anything good that can be taken away from this, and I hope you do too, dear reader, it is this: do not put off telling and showing a loved-one just how much you do love them. You may never get that chance again.
RIP Champers, my friend. I hope you knew how much I loved you, and still do.