A Tin Cat

' When humans lost their beloved kitty, They seem drowning in sadness terribly. Some didn't even known those feeling is about to drag them down to a bottom of pain and caged them with agony' ~ Boom ( Puddy Cat's Mom )

It was my mom's words. It looks like she know grief so well, doesn't she ? but ...NOPE ! 

She just normal mom who is still grieving over her kitty.... ME !

Some hours she looks like she is okay....Like.. be normal herself ....Just a minute, she was crying... missing me, .... Hugging a tin,. .. Whining to a tin ' Oh...Puddy ! how I can do without you ? ' , ' Puddy you just not a cat, You are my baby ! "

Her emotional is like a roller coaster ride. It's probably like some human did explain a stage of grief.....

Healing is not linear, You are allowed to have days where it hurts a little more. ~ We the urban

But how many days you want to be like this, Mommy ???

Me as angel now. Of course, I never ever wanted to see my mom in this way. She has her own life to get going. I'm an Aussie Cat by birth. I'm an Aussie Aussie by nature. We are strong and we don't do sooky lala..when we have difficulties. We Aussie often says ' Well, 'That's life ! Get on with it, Mate ! ' We do what we have to do... That's it ! Simple !

What do I do to help mom ?

Well... me is not a kitty kitty anymore. I'm ashes & bones in a biscuit tin AKA ...' Angel Puddy ' 

You bet ! ...How can I help her ?

Listen to this...When I was alive and well. Long time ago, She read a lots about you guys.

What's about ???

We kitties can sense how our human is feeling. When they are sad..., You guys came over to your human and comfort them. Yeah... You ! You, kitties ! I'm talking to you ! You made me look BADDDD ! because I ran away from her...MOL 😹

Well, I don't like to see human crying.... Sometime mom even grabbed me and put me next to her. She had high hope me to stay by her side. She though I might changing my mind. And I might do.. like many good kitties do. To comfort human in their difficult times. NOP ! I has my own style... POOF !.... I'm GONE !!

Later my mom learned. If she wants me to sit next to her or be near her, She has to behave ! Be a good mood person ! Be a positive ! and then we can talk about it.

Now as you all know I am a dead cat. My mom is suffering dearly because of grief. Just like many of yours who has lost before.

I never wanted she to be like that. Seriously, I never wanted to give her that kind of vibes, A negative vibes !

🐈‍⬛ .. I, Mr Puddy or Angel Puddy now I am a cheerful happy kitty and fun. And I am a kitty. WE KITTIES, WE DO PURRS !  WE ONLY SEND POSITIVE VIBES 

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But now she seems forgets about it. Which is so sad for me who loves her . So she has to come back to her senses. She doesn’t need to live with sadness forever and ever. I have to remind her who I am and give her a job !

COD ! I couldn't believe I still have to do this even I am ashes and bones NOW! ... Mama Meow

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The third day after my dead. She still didn't get better. She embraced grief as if it's a new version of herself. She didn't even go to work ( Monday ). That worries me.

So in that morning when she put me, a tin on her chest, and randomly checked my FB notifications. I gave her some hints ! I hope she can read my mind.

Before I show you what the notifications. I have to tell you about the first day I was in a tin. My mom told me she wanted to divide my remaining and put them in several containers. And I will show up in many spots in our house, car and in an urn locket. That's for herself.

For me, She asked where else I wanna be ? In a garden ? and whereabout ? . She asked me to give her some signs.

So I answered her in the next morning by first FB notification she randomly clicked. 

Voila ! I want to be in a garden next to my CAT-NIP bushes

My mom doesn't have a green thumb,

she spent 8 years to grow Cat-Nip Plants for me successfully.

Here, in this garden bed.

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My Second hints,

Second randomly notification is...

Ta da my last handsome photo.

Many months I didn't have much good photo of me,

According to my sickness. This is my last handsome photo when I was alive as a kitty.

To remind my grieving mom,  I am a beautiful boy who always bright her day as she often sing me
' 🎶 You are my sunshine ☀️ You makes me happy 🎶 ' Mom should not be so sad, she can miss me. She can think about our good old day. And if she couldn't remember well, she can always go back to my blog posts. We have two blogs one is for our Melbourne's stories ' Everyday Cat Visitor ' or our second blog here  ' Mr Puddy + ' AKA ' Angel Puddy + '

She has to move on like many pawrents of my kitties friends who has lost. Mom has to get going and live her life.

After she sees these two photos, She knew I am talking to her. She gets it !

She is crying again. Not the tear of sadness but the tear that allowed her to heal. She got my messages 💕

Then she click FB home to see my friends daily updated.  First few posts of our friends she saw was a beautiful sun flower and many pink flowers were popping up to her eyes.

My mom always pick pink color for me even the tin she put my ashes and bones. It was nine pink peony flowers in a black background : Pink color means happiness. The Pink Peony is a symbol of love.

That made my mom realized I want her to be happy 🌸🌸🌸

To friends who we are cropped and post your photos without your permission. You can ask mom to remove if you are not okay : according to your privacy but please don't sue mom. She just want to thank you.

And the last photo shows one of our friend post, Talking about her difficult past, and now she has overcome her difficulties. And now she lives happily with big smile. I proud of her. That's another hints for mom " You can do it too ! "

My mom she got my messages with happy tears.

After that she went to have a shower. She heard a sound of tin pop. She guesses I tell her to hurry up. Warning her... She needs to put me ( some of my ashes and bones ) under the cat-nip bushes before the sun hit hard. She smiles and get dress. She says to herself " Even you are a tin cat, you are still bossy, Puddy ! ' She divined some of my ashes and bones and put in a garden where exactly I want to be.... 🐾 🐾

My remaining, ashes and bones.

I'm underneath my cat-nip bushes now.

And some parts of me, my mom poured inside a ceramic cat.

Its on the top shelves of our living room.

So I can watch her from here as well.

I might be gone as a cat, but I guess I can still be your forever.

Mom will keep posting about me from time to time.

There were some of my stories have not yet told. We hope you guys don't mind.

Lots of Love as Always 

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xox

Angel Puddy Boy