Wednesday, April 4, 2018

My best friend Muffy

This was in June the first day after school let out for the Summer after First Grade. My wonderful Mom surprised me with a trip to pick out a kitten from a lady's garage. I picked out the little orange kitty, and named him Muffin after my favorite kitten in a book I read daily since I was a toddler. All I ever wanted was a kitten, soft, furry, love. That's me in the Rx cat eye glasses. I had Muffy til I was 10+, then one day he didn't come home. I was sure he had been kidnapped and was off in  Hollywood as the 1st Morris the Cat, same time frame. πŸ’– you always Muffy. 




This is the only pic I have of him as a grown cat. Maybe even the last year that I had him. I know that other pics I have taken with the same camera were also from when I was 10, summer then fall. I really can't even remember what time of year he went missing, because I probably went outside and called for him every day for years, "Here Muffy! Here Muff, Muff, Muff! Here Muffy!" It was with glee that he used to come running to me, rub up against my legs, tail high in the air and waving back and forth. I know I always had the biggest smile on my face and my heart burst with joy!

😒Yes, I am crying out loud right now too. The little girl inside's heart is breaking all over again seeing him. Seeing him not just in this picture but from all the times I sat on steps near here with him by my side, the only being I felt understood me. I was never good at communicating. I was so alone. He even ran away from home with me - hahaha - just to the side yard and woods still on our property. I ate a banana I had carried in my tied up red bandanna on a stick and called it a successful day. You know who your friends are when they listen to your problems and run away with you, even for an hour. 

I wish that dot wasn't on his face. I wish I had been a better cat guardian. I can only do better now. Love you for ever Muff Muff. 


This story started as an email to a friend of mine. She used to like to pretend she was mean and didn't have friends. She has cats too. Her beloved Idgit of 19 years passed away 2 years ago a few days ago. She also adopted him when he was just a little orange guy who needed love and for someone to take care of him. He gave a lifetime of love to her and her family, human and furry. We got to be friends over cats. I have been telling her my first kitten was also a red, and I am about to get another. I needed to find these old pics and share them with her. And so I ended up writing a sweet little tale of my first love Muffy. I thought I would share it with others. 

And if anyone knows about that book with the kitten called Muffin, I would love to hear about it in the comments. I'm pretty sure it was of the brand - Little Golden Books and I can recall an illustration with a Mother with the kitten on the vacuum or carpet sweeper. We all know how our cats are so interested in watching if not helping us do our housework. Or maybe that was in Sally, Dick and Jane? 

Thanks for reading and being a cat lover. πŸ’–
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