We put our cat to sleep Saturday morning following her battle with lymphocytic leukemia. I’m still in a vague state of disbelief and denial. Every shadow out of the corner of my eye tricks my brain – it might be her.
I grew up allergic to cats so Maya was the first cat I ever owned. She belonged to Greg when I met him but soon equally became my cat. She was independent, but she liked to be around her humans and she followed us from room to room. Of my many, many memories of snuggles and companionship, my most cherished memories are those Maya and I spent together in my sewing room.
She was my sewing companion for seven years. The sewing room became our shared space and her safe space during fireworks shows and when the puppy arrived.
She loved fabric. She loved pattern paper. She loved anything I was focused on.
I miss her so much. There isn’t a sewing project that she didn’t oversee (or leave a few stray hairs on). I feel so devastated to not see her in my sewing room now.
As followers of this blog and my Instagram account know she was a fixture in my life and my sewing room. She has more than earned her place on this blog and in this community. Thank you for letting me share my memories and grief with you. I’ll be lurking in the #sewingwithcats on Instagram so please post pictures of your pets and your craft projects.