Izy
Posted by: JamieWednesday on 07 April 2018
An emotional morning.
When I first saw her all those years back, I expected nothing more than signals of her Oriental breeding. Neat, dependable, ever willing to please. However, that dash of red she was wearing when I first saw her hinted at so much more.
We’ve had twenty wonderful years together, but I hadn’t seen her since last Autumn, just as the nights were getting that bit colder and the scent of bonfires was in the air.
Oh, I promised I’d take her out and look after her more than once, but I always had an excuse. It was too cold, too wet, I had a headache. And so, she was left. On her own. Neglected.
This morning, after a couple of bright days, the first hint of Spring, I was determined to make a real effort to see her again. So I went over to her little home and let myself in (I have a key).
As I opened the door though, I immediately sensed something was wrong. Then I saw Izy, lifeless, a puddle of liquid beneath her. I rushed over, grabbed hold of her and dragged her outside. Desperate to find any signs of life, I pulled and pulled at her but there was nothing. Not a cough, not a splutter even. Was she dead?
Think! What can I do to save her? Do I need to call someone, would they even be able to bring her back? But this was Izy, she depends on me and me alone. No-one else has shown her any attention or cared for her all these years, it was down to me. Perhaps she just needs someone to show her how much she was needed, how much she was loved. I worked and I worked, trying everything I could think of. Then it started to rain and I thought even The Gods are against us, now racing against time before the heavens truly I opened I gave her one last tug and amazingly she sprang into life. Joy!
She was a little rattled to begin with but with just a little more TLC she was settling into her familiar purr, waiting for me to take her out for another stroll around the gardens.
Welcome Back Izy. Here’s to another 20 years.