In the Beginning: Remembering Minxie (June 1980 - 12th June 1995)

Greetings once more, Effurrybody!

You are purr-obably wondering why We are posting twice in one week, on consecutive days.

Wonder no more. Today, 14th Sivan, is the day, according to the Hebrew calendar, that Mummy's furry furrst furbaby, beautiful, loving, precious Minxie, flew away to the Rainbow Bridge.

That was on the 12th of June, 1995, according to the Civil Calendar, but being Mewish kitties, naturally We commemorate such events (Yahrzeit) in accordance with the Hebrew calendar.

Mummy wasn't sure of the exact date of Minxie's birthday, but based on her approximate age of about five or six weeks when she and Mummy gotcha'ed each other, it was probably about mid-June 1980, and so she and Mummy used to celebrate her birthday on June 15th.

Minxie was an Only Furbaby when she lived with Mummy. In those days, Mummy was working full-time, long, long days - and when She arrived home in the evening, She would call out to Minxie from the back entrance to the apawtment block, where the car park was, and Minxie would run to the window and meow to her. And then, she would run to the front door and be waiting to frisk around Mummy's ankles when She walked inside.

Minxie had absolute trust in Mummy and they loved each other furry much. Minxie's favourite place for snoozing was lying on Mummy's chest. When they went to sleep at night, Minxie would snuggle up in Mummy's armpit, with her head on Mummy's shoulder.

Of course, all this was in the days before there were blogs, before digital cameras, before Mummy even had a computer.

But She did have a fairly good (non-digital) camera and so here are some pictures of Minxie which She has scanned into the computer, so you can get some idea of how beautiful Minxie was:

As We mentioned earlier, Mummy had neffur had a furbaby before She met Minxie - and She purr-obably made a lot of mistakes with her diet, veterinary care and so on. Still, Minxie had a good and mostly healthy life for almost fifteen years, before Mummy discovered the lump in her tummy that turned out to be an Evil Cancer. Minxie had an opurration to remove the tumour, but it had already spread and the v-e-t could not get all of the cancer out. Minxie was hardly eating and she was fading away before Mummy's eyes. Mummy saw how Minxie was suffering and, although her own heart was breaking into a million pieces, She did the right thing for Minxie and helped her to cross the Rainbow Bridge, just three days before what would have been her 15th Birthday celebration.

Having lived with a kitty for 15 years, Mummy knew She could neffur go back to being without one, and so Angel Minxie sent Possum and Pixie to her. When their turn came to depart for the Rainbow Bridge, they sent Us.

And the rest is history.

That is the True Story of how Mummy became a Crazy Cat Lady!

So you see, Dear Furriends - We owe it all to Angel Minxie. Thanks to her, Mummy, who had neffur even dreamt of having a furbaby, came to realise the Magic of Living with a Kitty, and by the time Angel Minxie had to leave for the Bridge, Mummy understood Her Destiny - to be a Cat Mummy, always and effur.

Thank you, Angel Minxie - for effurrything.