oct 05 2024

On October 4th 2024, our beloved cat, Subway passed away. He was a wonderful cat and the best companion I could have ever asked for. He was the first pet I could call my own and I treated him like my own son. It has been difficult roaming around the house and constantly being reminded of where he once slept, where he once enjoyed his breakfast and where he once got to enjoy time with us. At the start of everyday when I wake up, I would always see him asleep on my desk chair, positioned in a croissant shape. If it wasn't my desk chair he was sleeping on, it was in between the cushions of our soft, corduroy couch. I think Subway just wanted to be reminded of us when he slept, since we didn't allow him to sleep in our room due to being a mischievous little zoomie baby in the middle of the night. The more I reminisce on this, the more I wish I just let him have a few more moments with us during the night. I hope Subway knew how much he meant to me, Audrey, and everyone around him. I hope he knew how much pride I took in being his cat-father and how much Audrey loved to take care of him as a cat-mother. I hope he loved every minute of his existence with us and enjoyed when I would stretch him in the air, spin him around the room, chase him across the apartment, lift the bedsheets for him to hide under, pat his back aggressively, take silly pictures of him, fill up the birdseed for him to watch his birdie friends, and swing his toys in the air for him to jump 4 feet in the air. 

Every hour, minute, and second that passes by without him feels like an eternity. It feels unreal not having him occasionally cuddle up to you during the day when you're on the couch and him purring at 100 decibels. His fur was so soft and his body always felt like a furnace. Without him, the apartment feels cold and silent. The impact he left will be a great one and I am forever grateful he was the tiny scruffy kitty I chose to adopt from the adoption center. He was a shy little kitty that could fit on top of the palm of my hand and I would've never expected him to grow so big and fierce. My dad would even compare him to a panther just because of his sheer size. He would always attack his toys with such viciousness, probably because I would play with him so rough throughout the early years of his development. Sometimes he never knew when to ease his playfulness that he would occasionally scratch me. His scratches would always leave scars on me, and these same scars are my beloved reminders of his character. I hope that these scars never heal so that I can always be reminded of him every day.

I'm happy Subway got to spend his last month celebrating me and Audrey's birthday and on the day before, he got to say one last hello to his cat-grandma. I'm happy he got to celebrate his 3rd birthday and enjoy a wet food cake with his two favorite people in the world. I'm happy he got to live such an exciting life with wonderful and loving parents that meant the world to him, and I'm sure he's happy that we crossed paths to give him such an affectionate and protecting life. I hope he understands just how much we loved him throughout his life and how much we still love him after his passing. I hope he's somewhere out in the world enjoying his 2nd life, and I hope he gets to enjoy all the 9 lives that come with a cat. Maybe he'll be reincarnated as a panther and explore the wilderness of the jungle or maybe he'll be reincarnated as a kitty, soon to be adopted by us. I'm sure Subway will be waiting around for us eventually and the time will come when we cross paths again, I'm not sure when and I'm not sure where, but we'll eventually see each other again my baby.

You were the greatest gift to come into my life and nothing will compare your presence. I love you so much, Subway.

Rest In Peace.

7/16/2021 - 10/04/2024

- eightkarots