Taking a Break to Mend a Chip in My Heart …

//Taking a Break to Mend a Chip in My Heart …

Taking a Break to Mend a Chip in My Heart …

I’ve been absent from this space more than I’ve been here, my heart consumed with care for our four-legged kid. We’ve been nursing our beloved girl, Jackie, through an acute form of leukemia — and she lost her battle yesterday, bundled in a fleece, huddled in our arms.

Sweet Jacques

Sweet Jacques

To say that we are heartsick is likely the greatest understatement I’ll ever make. She was so much a part of our world that no decision, no plans, no ideas were ever entertained without considering how they would affect the three of us. We’ve always said she is family, but she was even more than that. She was integrated into our existence as our constant, our sunlight, and our endless source of love, peace and understanding. Now, in the span of just a day, she’s gone … and sorrow is our new normal.

More than twelve years ago, Jackie was put out by her owners and left to survive on the hard-baked streets of Los Angeles. She was road-wary and tough, but still a marshmallow of affection. She came to us with clear intent, walking into our kitchen door with a list of  preferences and a new life plan for us.

 

Jackie Garden

 

We had just lost a cherished kitty family member a few months earlier, a tuxedo cat named Lexi. My father and Hugh’s father, too, had died shortly before that, all part of a crazy vortex at that time. We didn’t yet know Jackie’s full story and I don’t know if she suspected the circumstances of ours. Perhaps she did grasp it all on an ethereal level. I think cats are sublime spirits with the true keys to enlightenment. But, in our physical plane, it was clearly a circumstance of three lost souls meeting one another across species lines, and across the kitchen threshold.

I always try to remember John Lennon’s line, “life is what happens when you’re busy making other plans.” Jackie happened when we were busy making other plans, swallowed in uncertainty. From the first day she decided we were her new home, she curled up in our laps with eyelids fluttering in deep REM sleep, utterly content, it seemed, with her choice of domicile —  irrespective of whether or not we were ready. We simply had no say in the matter.

 

Jackie Hugh

She had poses of cuteness that would melt the heart of a Yeti — and sea-green eyes that everyone referred to as her “owl” eyes. Her whole body rumbled with the power of her purr.

Jackie Fleece

Jackie Fleece

Jackie was a determined little soul, but also heavy of heart. She had ailments which hurt, and fears which drove her to panicked retreat. Our first months together were about navigating those boundaries as gently as we could with this dear person. We had glimpses into her inner turmoil and I’m so grateful — especially now that I can no longer talk to her, see her or hold her — that we committed to never utter even a loud word to this girl whose world had already been so harsh.

 

JackieBlanket

I have often said that I believe non-humans are here as our teachers — and that we humans ignore that gift at great cost to our understanding. I treasure the lessons I’ve learned from wild animals, and how their fortitude and resilience helps me overcome the blocks I sometimes erect as a human being with far too much attached to the tangible.

Jackie was a teaching, healing spirit in the most big-hearted way, rolled up in a teddy bear body, never leaving my side through arduous times and years, through unexpected illness and loss, transformation and relocation. She helped us muddle through life’s travails, and was also the source of our biggest joys. We called her ‘velcro cat,’ because wherever we were, there she’d be, jockeying for a spot somewhere pressed up against one or both of us — touching our faces, our arms, our hearts with her plush little rabbit feet. It was if she was insisting we never forget about love, because she was the very embodiment of it. She left us both better humans by reminding us of that fact at the end of every day. If ever an earth angel existed with four paws, we know Jackie had wings.

 

Jackie Perch

I will miss our dear, sweet, lovely Jackie for the rest of my life — and feel gratitude forever for the twelve years of solace she purred into our existence. I’m so relieved and fortunate she showed up that day, unannounced, unexpected, with bags packed and ready to move in. I try to imagine what life would have been for her or for us, and it feels inconceivable that we might have never met.

As the two of us wander this empty apartment with her fleeces, her dishes, her toys — tears flowing, hollow in her absence — we’ve said more than once, we’re not sure exactly how we will navigate this loss. I know we will, because that’s simply what we all do, in our own personal journeys through grief. But right now, these letters I type feel like specks of dust falling into a black hole. I’m zombified with grief and wracked with all of the “what ifs” and “should haves.” Until words seem relevant again — until I can say the name “Jackie” without opening up that spigot of tears — I’ll be off to the side here, waiting for time to take the weight off my heart.

 

A much healthier and younger Jackie … and a younger Ingrid, too.

Jackie Ings

 

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In honor of our dear Jackie Kitty:

I received a letter this week from Washington State University. It began, “Washington State University’s College of Veterinary Medicine was recently contacted by doctors and staff at your veterinary hospital that your beloved Jackie has passed on. In honor of the special relationship shared between you and Jackie, your veterinarian has made a monetary donation to the Pet Memorial Program at Washington State University.”

Included with this letter was a brochure describing the Pet Memorial Program, including a toll-free number for their pet loss hotline. I have relied so heavily on the kindness of a few friends who’ve been walking me through these dark days in the absence of my beloved Jackie. Without them, the loss would feel utterly unbearable. If you find yourself in that position, with nowhere to turn with your sorrow, here’s the phone number offered by the WSU vet school: 866-266-8635 (toll free). They staff the hotline from 7p to 9p, Monday through Thursday, and from 1p to 3p on Saturdays. The website is: www.vetmed.wsu.edu/plhl.

A few other pet loss resources:

  • Cornell College of Veterinary Medicine: (607) 253-3932
    Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday / 6-9pm EST
    http://www.vet.cornell.edu/Org/Petloss/
  • Pet Loss Website: http://www.petloss.com
  • Rainbows Bridge Pet Loss Forum: http://forums.rainbowsbridge.com/?forum=150830

 

By | 2017-09-24T01:47:39+00:00 August 25th, 2013|Art-Ness, Blog|23 Comments

23 Comments

  1. Ilana D. August 25, 2013 at 4:31 pm

    So sorry to hear of your loss. it sounds like she a wonderful, loved long life with you. Nineteen is old, especially for a onetime street cat!

    • ingrid August 26, 2013 at 10:56 am

      Thank you, Ilana. You are so right … we have considered ourselves very lucky that she had, for the most part, a robust 19 years. And we got to share twelve of those.

  2. Bea Elliott August 25, 2013 at 4:43 pm

    Ingrid I’m glad that you and your family were blessed with the presence of Jackie in your lives. There’s no doubt that your world was made the better for it. Your loss is a heartbreak. I hope the sweet memories you have help you heal in good time. She was a special girl indeed. <3

    • ingrid August 26, 2013 at 10:58 am

      Bea, your kindness and your compassion toward all living beings is so much appreciated. I wish there were more Beas in the world!

  3. Mia McPherson August 25, 2013 at 6:34 pm

    Ingrid, I can feel your sorrow in your words and anything I say isn’t enough solace but I am here if you need to talk. The loss of our nonhuman family members is so difficult. I’m so sorry for your loss.

    • ingrid August 26, 2013 at 10:59 am

      Mia, thanks so much for that offer. I think the reason I turned to the typewriter is because the words fail me as I try to utter them. Somehow, the keyboard is a conduit, past the grief. Maybe Hugh and will find ourselves in Utah one day soon, sharing a view of Chukars with you.

      • Mia McPherson August 26, 2013 at 1:22 pm

        I hope one day soon we’ll be looking at Chukars together Ingrid.

  4. Larry Jordan August 25, 2013 at 7:08 pm

    Your eulogy to Jackie has left me in tears. What an incredible journey you and Hugh have had with her. My heart goes out to you both on your loss. What a sweetheart she was. I know you will reflect on her fondly for many years to come. Namasté

    • ingrid August 26, 2013 at 11:02 am

      Larry, thank you. Namasté. One of the most beautiful gestures.

  5. M. Firpi August 25, 2013 at 8:28 pm

    May she rest in peace. I can feel your pain as I also had a cat. Now my sister’s Boston Terrier is also loosing his battle to old age. Companion animals (I don’t call them pets) are definitely teachers in life.

    • ingrid August 26, 2013 at 11:03 am

      Yes, companion animals almost doesn’t seem enough either, does it? I’ve been at a loss for a word that describes that connection as profoundly as many of us feel it. I’m very sorry about your sister’s dog! Please pass along my heartfelt wishes that they share many more moments of love together.

      • Glenn Nevill August 27, 2013 at 3:51 pm

        Four legged friends. Windows into the wild.

        Best from San Francisco.
        G.

        • ingrid August 31, 2013 at 2:14 pm

          Thank you, Glenn — very much.

  6. John Raymond August 28, 2013 at 10:46 am

    Beautiful and eloquent painting of words and images of the love you two shared with a special friend….

    Best wishes for everyone,

    John Raymond

    • ingrid August 31, 2013 at 2:16 pm

      Your kindness is so much appreciated, John. Thanks for thinking of us.

  7. CQ August 29, 2013 at 9:49 am

    Dear Ingrid,

    Somehow, this post never arrived in my CQ inbox. One of our mutual friends happened to mention it to me last night, otherwise I never would have known of it, or thought to have looked for it. I feel awful to think that you must’ve wondered why I had not responded — and why, of all things, I emailed you that silly cartoon of the birds sitting on the wireless phone line.

    And so now that I am finally here, reading your beautiful tribute to your beloved teacher (aka cat aka child aka friend), the words won’t come. I think they are meant to be written to you privately. So that is just what I’ll do. But first, I’d like to thank all of your regular readers for posting such kind consolations, which I hope are helping mend your sorrowful heart, Ingrid. Their heartfelt wishes to you and Hugh have certainly filled me with gratitude for the gift of friendship, which sweetens our lives, deepens our love, and broadens our being. Just as Jackie has done.

    • ingrid August 31, 2013 at 2:21 pm

      CQ, that thought would not have crossed my mind in a million years! Thank you so much for stopping by at all, and for offering such heartfelt sentiments. We all go through these passages and I know each one has different significance and different parameters we have to deal with in the context of loss.

      For me, Jackie was so integral, in part, because Hugh, my husband, travels about 50 percent of the year. She was my constant 100 percent of the time, and the absence of that love and companionship is all the more profound in the void.

      It’s always difficult to come to terms with the suddenness — although I realize it almost always feels sudden when we lose someone we love. She died just 18 days after her diagnosis. It was an aggressive cancer, so much so that it appeared very quickly, too. We had her checked regularly for her kidney numbers since she had chronic kidney issues. But it was a long-term course that we were helping her through with a prognosis of a year or even two. So, we’d had her checked and cared for not long before she fell suddenly ill and it was a shock to see the new lab results, so soon after she’d had clean ones. So, all of those factors play together in this melange of emotions that the two of us are muddling our way through these many days. We obviously miss her deeply.

  8. Elizabeth August 29, 2013 at 5:08 pm

    What a beautiful acknowledgement of Jackie and her gifts. I see written between the lines here her gratitude for yours. I send you my most heartfelt condolences on the loss of your beloved, beloved Jackie.

    • ingrid August 31, 2013 at 2:22 pm

      Thank you, dear Elizabeth! I know you’ve been through your own losses in recent times, and I appreciate the sentiments you send our way.

  9. Ron Dudley August 31, 2013 at 7:07 am

    You’ve written a wonderful tribute to your great friend, Ingrid. I always enjoy reading your words because you write so very well but this time my enjoyment was tempered by your loss and sadness. I’m so sorry.

    Mia and I (and the Chukars, too I’m sure) would love to meet you if you visit our area…

    • ingrid August 31, 2013 at 2:23 pm

      Thanks so much for this note, Ron. As we look for ways to be away from home now, rather than at home, Utah arises in conversation often. Maybe as the leaves start to turn and fall weather takes over ….

  10. Andy Bland September 21, 2013 at 5:52 am

    Oh I’m so sorry to hear about your loss. Losing a pet is like losing a family. Like a daughter or a son. On the brighter side, Jackie no longer have to endure the pain and illness.. All the best!

    • ingrid October 1, 2013 at 11:49 pm

      Thanks so much, Andy, and my apologies for this delayed reply. I appreciate that you took the time to post this note. I hope you are well!

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