PussCatPrince - GA
Member Since 2017
Saturday 26th May . The day Ty said no more
I was not really sure where to write this but as Ty was a Lanctus laddy I felt it right to finish his journey in here.
On Tuesday 29th May 1997 my Mum died. It was all quite sudden & unexpected. A mis-diagnosed brain tumour. She was younger than I am now. She lays at peace in a wood.
On Tuesday 29th May 2018 my Ty was cremated. I didn't choose this day . I will pick up his ashes next week & they will stay with me until the day we will both be flung to the winds.
What is poignant though is the day and month. I struggled to come to terms for quite a while after my Mum died. Me & him were booked for a 6 month travel period . Been in the planning for a long while and so it had to be done. I took that grief with me around all the world & back again.
I'm not given to flights of fancy & the like but do feel that intuition is an oft ignored sense that we all have. Gut feeling.
I always felt that Mum sent Ty to me. She didn't of course. Her bones were lying under a young tree in a wood. Her being, simply a part of my memories & who I am. In any case she didn't even like cats or dogs but my mind found comfort in the notion. So it was odd & also fitting in a way to suddenly realise that Ty would be cremated on the same day & month she died.
On Tuesday 29th May I pottled about hither and thither not really sure where or how I should be.
Sit and look out to sea? Nopes.
Climb the hill to the Centre of New Zealand as a marker? Nope.
Pound the sand a mile one way and a mile another as an emotional release ? Nope.
Wallow through a million photos? Definitely nope.
In the end I settled on buying some Tyler coloured violas & primroses to plant in small pots and containers. I settled on just being where we lived together . Home.
I may put together a pictorial tribute of an exceptional cat with a exceptional life. Or I may not.
I'll see you all around the place even though it will be odd without my trusty prince by my side.
Thank you all for holding my hand.
I was not really sure where to write this but as Ty was a Lanctus laddy I felt it right to finish his journey in here.
On Tuesday 29th May 1997 my Mum died. It was all quite sudden & unexpected. A mis-diagnosed brain tumour. She was younger than I am now. She lays at peace in a wood.
On Tuesday 29th May 2018 my Ty was cremated. I didn't choose this day . I will pick up his ashes next week & they will stay with me until the day we will both be flung to the winds.
What is poignant though is the day and month. I struggled to come to terms for quite a while after my Mum died. Me & him were booked for a 6 month travel period . Been in the planning for a long while and so it had to be done. I took that grief with me around all the world & back again.
I'm not given to flights of fancy & the like but do feel that intuition is an oft ignored sense that we all have. Gut feeling.
I always felt that Mum sent Ty to me. She didn't of course. Her bones were lying under a young tree in a wood. Her being, simply a part of my memories & who I am. In any case she didn't even like cats or dogs but my mind found comfort in the notion. So it was odd & also fitting in a way to suddenly realise that Ty would be cremated on the same day & month she died.
On Tuesday 29th May I pottled about hither and thither not really sure where or how I should be.
Sit and look out to sea? Nopes.
Climb the hill to the Centre of New Zealand as a marker? Nope.
Pound the sand a mile one way and a mile another as an emotional release ? Nope.
Wallow through a million photos? Definitely nope.
In the end I settled on buying some Tyler coloured violas & primroses to plant in small pots and containers. I settled on just being where we lived together . Home.
I may put together a pictorial tribute of an exceptional cat with a exceptional life. Or I may not.
I'll see you all around the place even though it will be odd without my trusty prince by my side.
Thank you all for holding my hand.
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