I got my little man Peppi in 2008 when a friend of mine found him as a stray. She had too many cats already and he was unwell. When I first saw him, he climbed up my leg all the way to my shoulder, balanced on there and purred like crazy. From then, everytime I visited my friend, he would sit on my shoulder for hours. He was tiny. I asked my friend if i could have him, and as she already had two cats to care for, she was more than happy for me to take him. She was planning to find him a home when attempts to finds his owners had failed.
So I took Peppi straight to the vet. He had bad stomach problems, and was very small for his age. But the vet saiid with lots of care and a special diet of cooked pasta, rice and boiled chicken, he would recover fully. Unfortunatly he had to be isolated from the other animals for a few weeks, and as such a social, affectionate cat, he hated that. But we got him through it. After a few weeks, he was happy healthy and bouncing off the walls. He loved the other animals.
Peppi was the happiest, most energetic cat i have ever known. Ever christmas his spot was right under the christmas tree. The best present ever. I never saw a cat who NEVER got bored of the laser pointer like peppi. He was the most cuddly cat, and always meowed a hello when I called his name.
Misfortune struck him again in January this year, when the little ratbag jumped on a barbeque at the park to steal someones hamburger. Poor thing burned his little feet pretty badly. But again the vet fixed him up, and I nursed him back to health, and he became even more a mummy's boy than ever.
Peppi always had that little kitten meow. He got himself in mischief quite a bit, stealing food, but I always had a little leftover from dinner for him. He never grew out of being as playful as a kitten and everyday without fail, my little buddy did something to make me laugh. Ill never forget the time he climbed to the top of the curtains chasing that bloody red dot. Or the time he refused to come out of my cupboard for four hours, when the dog had a cone on her head after foot surgery.
Pets are what make our houses homes. They are our closest friends. They have such unique personalities. They dont judge. The dont laugh at us. They dont make us feel bad. They give us 100% unconditional love. I was always happy to give up my couch so that Peppi and his brother Pikatchu could sprawl out and have a comfy sleep. Or give up most of my bed. Every day Peppi gave me a hundred smiles, and I was always proud of him, just for being him. Money or any material object, a brand new car, or latest Nintendo, none of that can give you the joy or love or happiness that a furry little friend can. And the loss breaks my heart. Its so hard to have to say the word goodbye.
Right now, that Peppi is gone, its like the sun has lost its warmth. The sky and grass have lost theyre colour. Food has lost its tast and the flowers have lost theyre scent. My heart is breaking for my little man Peppi, who was taken from me much too soon.
To peppi. I love you. I am so sorry you had to go through any of the pain you did in your short life. I only hope I did enough to make you as happy as I could. Words cant express how much you mean to me. How happy you made me. How everytime I felt like crying when you were around, that feeling went away just when I looked at you. Ill miss you. Ill miss your cutie meow. Ill miss the pawprints you left when you slept in the bath. Ill miss waiting up for you to come home for dinner and Ill miss feeding you. Ill miss playing with you and your red dot. Even though you and Pikatchu had your moments, he misses you too. And sookie, your big sister. They love you. You might be physically gone now, but forever and ever, you will live in my heart and my memories. You were a most unique little cat.
There will always be a place in my heart for you and nothing could ever take your place. Rest in peace little man. Thank you for every moment you shared with me. I love you. Goodbye Peppi angel.
