19/08/2024
Sometimes, unavoidable circumstances force us to be thousands of miles apart from our furbabies. Life stories like that of Pitchy's are bittersweet, and sometimes it is best to hear them from the furparents themselves.
"I first met Pitchy when she was just four months old, a tiny ball of fur with big, curious eyes that instantly captured my heart. From that moment on, she became my baby girl, a constant companion through the ups and downs of life. She had a personality all her own—sweet and loving, but also fiercely independent. Pitchy was never one to seek attention all the time. She valued her space, preferring to lounge in her favorite spots where she could watch the world go by without being disturbed. Yet, every morning, without fail, she would jump into my bed and curl up by my feet, a silent but powerful reminder of our bond.
Her sweetness was something I cherished deeply. There was a gentleness about her, an understanding that was beyond words. But she was also adventurous, with a love for the outdoors that could not be contained. The moment she spotted an open gate, she would dash out, running like a free woman, her spirit unbound and full of life. Pitchy always knew what she wanted, and she had a way of letting you know too—especially when it came to food. Chicken was her favorite, and no matter what else was on offer, it was always chicken that made her eyes light up.
Leaving the country was one of the hardest things I’ve ever had to do, not just because I was leaving behind familiar places and people, but because I had to leave Pitchy. The thought of being separated from her was unbearable, but I took comfort in knowing she was with my mom and siblings, who loved and cared for her just as much as I did.
Even from afar, our connection remained unbroken. During our video calls, I would call her name, and I could see her ears perk up, her eyes searching the screen for me. The moment she heard my voice, her tail would start wagging, a small but precious sign that she was happy to hear me. It was funny, in a way, how something as simple as a voice could bridge the distance between us, keeping our bond alive despite the miles that separated us.
As the years passed, Pitchy grew older, but with age came a sweetness that only deepened. Every morning, she would step outside, do her business, and then sit by the driveway, soaking up the morning sunshine. It became her routine, a peaceful way to start the day, and I loved to imagine her sitting there, content and serene, enjoying the simple pleasures of life.
Pitchy lived her life with strength and adventure, embracing each day with the same spirit that had defined her from the start. She was more than just a pet; she was family, a beloved part of our lives who brought joy and love into our hearts. Though she’s no longer with us, Pitchy will forever be a part of us. Her memory will live on, cherished and loved, a reminder of the bond we shared and the happiness she brought into our lives."