Waiting

This afternoon I was out running errands. I came home around 4 pm and pulled up in the driveway. There he was again. The solid black cat sitting in our driveway. A friend of Sonny's. They were buddies for a long time and hung out together. They would sit next to each other in the driveway or near the bushes - very content in each others company.

I know the black cat is looking for Sonny - he's wondering what happened to his friend. I walked over to him and bent down and said "Sonny is not here anymore - he went away because he was old and sick." He just looked at me and didn't really respond one way or another. I scratched his neck for a minute. He continued to sit and I went in the house.

In looking at the calendar I see that it has been two months today since Sonny left us. It is moments like this when I feel so sad and miss the little guy. It seems I am not the only one that misses him.