Finished the burial and now back at home after bathing again. My brother had selected the spot for me and had even started the dig a few days before. It took me some more time to deepen and then widen the grave to fit Synapse's coffin. I then collected various rocks from around the field. I found one large slab of grey stone for the marker and many various sizes of quartz to be placed upon the grave, including one large piece of quartz that weighed 15-20 pounds. Watching W. walk across the field with the coffin in her hands, I could see the tears streaming down her face. Part of this hurt to watch her go through but also I know this was her closure. 11 years with a cat (friend) can be hard to let go of. She had placed 2 of Synapse's favorite toys within the coffin and I placed my eiwahz rune necklace upon the large marker. The rune was about as old as Synapse and I felt it an appropriate departing token, the cycle rune continues.. My hands are sore from various thin cuts that occurred while digging the many pieces of quartz up. The stuff is sharp as hell and leaves the type of cuts you do not notice till later on. After the burial I went back to the site before we left. I sat near the grave and watched the tall grass move with the wind and listened to the forest let go of its leaves with each Fall gust. At one point during the burial, W. whispered to me through her tears; "this is such a beautiful place". I have to agree with her after all is said and done.
Synapse
1993-2004
A good friend
Sitting here alone, I feel lethargic and still saddened from the ordeal, yet there is closure for me as well. Syn was known as a difficult cat and at first, we had problems with each other. She quickly warmed up to me though and always knew when I needed companionship, even the silent times. I recall a time that I had left W. after a break up some time back. When I returned to see if we could work it out, I was downright scolded by Synapse for even leaving. Those who do not know cats may find it silly, but I know when I am being scolded. Even at the ending of her life, when the disease was overtaking her, I would visit and she would still come to me. She was in pain but wanted me to be near her. She never judged me really, but would give me the "you are such an idiot" look from time to time. She played chase like a champ, never was a sore loser and even took in my own cat from years back after being known as the feline who refused all other cats. I miss her.
1993-2004
A good friend
Sitting here alone, I feel lethargic and still saddened from the ordeal, yet there is closure for me as well. Syn was known as a difficult cat and at first, we had problems with each other. She quickly warmed up to me though and always knew when I needed companionship, even the silent times. I recall a time that I had left W. after a break up some time back. When I returned to see if we could work it out, I was downright scolded by Synapse for even leaving. Those who do not know cats may find it silly, but I know when I am being scolded. Even at the ending of her life, when the disease was overtaking her, I would visit and she would still come to me. She was in pain but wanted me to be near her. She never judged me really, but would give me the "you are such an idiot" look from time to time. She played chase like a champ, never was a sore loser and even took in my own cat from years back after being known as the feline who refused all other cats. I miss her.
