…an adorable black kitten came into my life and changed it forever. Every pet owner says this about their pet, but Guinness truly was one of a kind. I’ve never met another cat that will console me when I am upset. I think out of all of his characteristics, I miss this the most. He never liked to see mommy cry, and would always come running up to me, headbutting and wiping tears away in the process. He’d be doing this very thing right now if he were here.
Guinness was goofy. He was loving. He played hide and seek. He loved chicken. He loved going for w-a-l-k-i-e-s. He would regularly go nuts for coconuts. Crinkly birds, tuna fish, treats, and mentions of garden centers would make him meow in that characteristic way he did. Even in the last days of his life, he tried his best to make me smile, laying on his back and wanting me to come get his tummy. His final goodbye was beautiful, and I am so happy that I took the time to appreciate him while he was still here.
You will be missed, my friend. You were a cat, a best friend, a companion, and so incredibly loved. I hope you knew that. I will remember all of our good times with both tears and laughter. You brought me so much joy. Thank you.
Guinness Macallan Bulkeley O’Kisses Fox. Such a good boy.
It’s been a while since I’ve posted; to be honest, it’s been hard to keep up with this project with so many other things going on. Rest assured, Guinness has been very much in my thoughts, especially today (Thanksgiving). Thanksgiving has always been his holiday; the smell of turkey cooking always got him going. The photo above is of the kitties enjoying their Thanksgiving treat a few years ago. It’s one of my favorite photos, and a moment that will make me smile for a long time to come.
I’ve decided that I will be concluding this project on November 30th, the ninth anniversary of the day that I brought him home. Instead of back logging the entries that are missing, I will be sharing my favorite photos of Guinness and the happy memories associated with them. I’m looking forward to looking back on this project with a tear in my eye, yes, but also a smile on my face.
Happy Thanksgiving, my special boy. I love you, and I miss you today (and every day).