I’ve struggled now for over a week, and I just don’t know how to break the news. Four days after Jazz died last week, Mystic died, too.
It was quite unexpected, and the veterinarian could not explain how she got the illness that was too much for her. The diagnosis was clear, but for a young, otherwise healthy cat to get it was quite unexpected. It has all been just too much for me to be able to talk about it.
For the first few days, Nami wandered the house, calling for Mystic, returning to the place where her scent was strongest as if she hoped to find her there.
I think she is finally resigned to having to soldier on without her friend and partner in crime. Mystic did so much to rejuvenate Nami, and it was so sweet to see their friendship, that it is even more painful now to see Nami alone.
Beautiful as Mystic was, her purr was her finest attribute. It was strong and seemed to heal those who heard and felt it. She was such an integral part of our family that her sudden loss has been difficult to handle. Paired with the loss of Jazz, it has been a struggle.
I am so grateful to the cat, dogs, and birds that remain here, as they are quite a comfort me.