Sweet Pea

Just before midnight, December 10th, 2003, I came upon him, a grey kitten sitting on the frozen slush beside a frost-covered country road. His breath lingered like little wisps of smoke. He kept looking right and left, right and left, as if desperately hoping that those who dumped him would return. He was too stressed and preoccupied to notice when my car passed close by, or when it pulled over, or even when I opened the door.

It wasn’t until I leaned out to look back at him that his eyes met mine, and for one long moment, he just stared at me as if searching me deeply for proof of something. Then, he asked me a question… a question delivered through one tiny, desperate meow. And he waited for me to reply.

I have no idea what he asked me, but somehow my spirit must have known… and it answered. I don’t know why, but I suddenly threw open my arms and said, “of course I will.”

Immediately, he sprinted toward the car door, jumped in the car, ran up my chest, started rubbing his face side-to-side against mine and just kept howling and howling. I’d never heard a cat make a sound like that before. It was like his little heart was broken and he was crying and saying “thank you, thank you, thank you” over and over. I thought “I can’t believe this is happening” as the tears welled up in my eyes.

I named him Peanut because he was such a little peanut in a great big world. I also called him my Peanut Boy and my Sweet Pea.

He was my dear friend and companion for 18 years. Two days ago, on October 28th, Jesus scooped him up in His arms and took him home to heaven. I am truly so happy for him that all his suffering is over and that his joy in now complete… Yet still, my heart is so crushed.

He was my last. The house feels so empty now. I hope Jesus comes soon. Please come soon.

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1 Response to Sweet Pea

  1. Hope says:

    My husband and I have had dogs and cats our entire lives. A few years back we had 2 dogs and I knew they’d be the last. I was very concerned that they would go through trauma with these coming days of tribulation and so I prayed the Lord would take them first. One dog died a few months later. A shock to us but most likely a heart attack. Sweetest dog we ever had. The second passed a few years ago. Since then I go out of my way to pet a dog when I see one. I miss that simple touch of affection. But you know what…those pets will be waiting for us in Heaven. I think you’ll need a separate mansion for all your cats! 🤗

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