I had a cat named Electra whom my brother gave to me after his landlord told him and his girlfriend to get rid of some cats. They gave me Electra and I was very happy about that. The first time I saw Electra she was sitting in the window. My mother and I arrived for Christmas and I saw a pretty cat in the window and waved at the cat and said hi. Then Electra waved back at me and said hi. That was one of those moments where you just had to try and pretend that did not happen. As it was, Electra spoke good English. She always tried to speak the English language. She was a real communicator of a cat, to be sure! So me and Electra bonded when our eyes connected. It was like we were destine to be together. I would visit my brother and stay the night on the couch and Electra was there to snuggle with me. When she turned 7, I became her new owner.
When I knew Electra was dying and grabbed ahold of her and held her in my arms and cried my eyes out like a little child. I mean I cried hard. But I wanted to hold her while she was still alive. I did not want to hold her and tell her I love her after she dienis. I cried real hard twice when she was dying. She was alive for 8 days before finally dying. That was gong time for her to live considering she was in real bad shape and could not breath normally. During this time in my life, I was struggling financially and did not have money for vet visits. Today that has changed, but when Electra was dying I was living from one paycheck to the other. And thanks to Biden I'll be doing that again. Anyway, she always woke me up for work at the same time every day. Even without my alarm clock she woke me up on the hour every day. When she was dying, she moved a great deal slower so she wasn't on time but still made her way into my bedroom to wake me up.
I read her her last rites before she died. I began to read from Isaiah chapter 11 and that really caught her attention and moved in closer to me intently listening. I don't know what else to say. It was like she was an angel sent to me from heaven. Her love for me was greater than the love of any human being. Her last words were in English and she said I love you. I learned that her love for me was the same love God has for the world. She had a divine love. So here I am learning the Gospel from a cat. But I am humbled to have had the chance to hear the Gospel from a cat. Her love was deep, real deep. In her, I saw God's love. Anyone who says animals don't have soul are probably the type that never had a good pet in their lives.
Electra was a Domestic Longhair. She was hard to groom and was a very large female. I'd post some pics of her but I'm new here and still trying to learn ropes of this forum. I'll see if I can post a pic here. She was my best cat. I have two new cats today.
Ah, alright. Here is a full image of Electra. Her eyes gazed at me with love all the time. In her eyes, I could do nothing wrong.
Here is my new girl, my oldest girl Gracie
My brother says Gracie looks like Scar from the Lion King lol! Mice take one look at her and leave the house!
