Huggie Bear Maine Coon Cat
by Donna Richardson
(Fort Plain, New York, United States)
I love her
I was 4 months pregnant when I visited a farm and set eyes on some kittens, not knowing that they where Maine Coons. I was still living at home with my parents at this time, and I took one home. My mother, a sucker for cats, said no, take him back. I said that I would the next day. When I went to return him, the other cat had been stepped on by a cow and killed.
I then returned home with the cat and I snuck him back in. My mother didn't know nor did my father, I had the whole up stairs to myself. A few weeks went by before they found out. I had to move out. In the past I brought home several cats and my mother had 5 cats as a result. My father couldn't hack it. I tried to explain that this one was different, he, (Cosmo) had a very personal bonding with me, he need me.I got my first apartment.
Cosmo started to get BIG and BIGGER, he would follow me around like a puppy and always knew when I was upset. He would comfort me, he litteraly hugs me. The expressions that he would make with his ears, tail, and eyes were like sign language. I began to understand anything he wanted, like "I want to drink the water out of the faucet not a bowl" or anything that made him uncomfortable, like when the baby was born.
We had to move to a new apartment. I was not supposed to have any animals there. I snuck him in there too. In the new apartment I could have pets. We had lived there for 3 months and one day when I came home, my cat was missing. I frantically asked everyone in the building if they had seen my cat. A downstairs attendant said that a cop came to his door asking if the cat belong to anyone, that had been hit by a car. I almost passed out. He helped me pull myself together and told me that the cop took the cat to the animal hospital. I didn't know what one, so I called all over. It was getting late and all the hospitals were closed. I couldn't sleep that night. I called in to work the next day and started the search. I finally found him.
We hopped in the car an off we went. When we got there, the doctor explained that he had a broken leg, possible internal injuries and was on an IV. I started to cry. He said that he was very sore. When I walked in, Cosmo perked right up and tried to get to me. The doc said that that was the most he had moved in the past 24 hours. He also said that he didn't think Cosmo was going to make it until he saw this. He was so shocked he said it was almost like we were one spirit. I took him home.
We moved again and when winter came Cosmo disappeared. I thought for sure he was gone for good, I searched every animal shelter, cat rescue, and door to door with a picture. I became very depressed. Five months had past, we were moving again. On our last trip of our stuff, Cosmo come waltzing up and jumped into my arms, put his arms around my neck and started to purrrr. He is my Huggie Bear. I have had my cat for 10 years and with every trial and tradegy he will always be a part of me, we need each other. As I write this story Cosmo is making sure that between paragraphs he gets my attention.
A beautiful and moving story - thank you Donna. I changed the title slightly to try make it easier for Google to find this submission, which needs to be found as it is so good. I hope you don't mind.