Wednesday, January 4, 2012

Tolly: Littlest Kudia, King of the House

Yes, I'm still here.  And in my absence, I missed a holiday.  HAPPY NEW YEAR!  I hope that you enjoyed a night full of love and reflection or chaos and debauchery -- whichever suits you.  :-)

The Kudias could use a clean slate.  I haven't been able to bring myself to blog over the last week, because my heart has felt too heavy to muster up the energy to tell you that Tolly passed away last Thursday, 12/29/2011.  We were so unprepared, and we've experienced heartbreak, anger, and loneliness in equal measure.  He was the king of the house, our little man, our "Dude-y," Mr. TBS's shadow.   We've spent the last week laying low, avoiding the phone, cozying up with Amelie, watching movies, and enjoying quiet meals together.  And like a true team, we've taken turns being strong for one another.

Summer shared this with us: "I read a beautiful article recently.  It was all about taking care of our pets in their senior years.  We let pets into our lives knowing that we will, inevitably, have to experience their passing.  Yet, we do it anyways because we realize and appreciate all of the good things they bring to us."

This is so true.  It made me think about
my recent review of Homer's Odyssey.  Like Cooper, I can't even begin to count the ways that Tolly changed our lives and what we learned from him.  I'm a better pet parent, wife, friend, and person.  I am so thankful that three years ago, Mr. TBS brought him into our family.  It is, without a doubt, one of the best things he has done for us.  We celebrate Tolly's life, and our hearts are infinitely grateful to him and for him.


Tolly, you taught me so much.  You were the perfect first-adopted "little one."  
I miss your groggy eyes as you came out of sleep.  
I miss your somersaults when you played with Scott.  
I miss you sitting on my jewelry box in the morning as I do my make-up.  
I miss your middle-of-the-night cuddling.  
I miss the smell of your fur.  
I miss your "old man" sighs as you fell into a deep sleep.
I miss seeing you sleeping on Scott's lap.
I miss your independent spirit.
I miss feeling you lean into every kiss on the head and scratch on the neck.
I miss your confident meow.
I love you!  THANK YOU!



"A meow massages the heart."
-- Stuart McMillan