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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: The Family Pet (05/15/08)

TITLE: Cinnamon, Princess Among Cats
By Pamela Kliewer
05/18/08


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“Noooo!”

The anguished cry comes from somewhere deep inside of me. Our beloved cat, Cinnamon, convulses on the driveway in front of our car and then lays still. A little piece of my heart leaves with her that day.

After more than fifteen years, tears still fill my eyes when I think of how she died. We had been leaving to go somewhere. As we backed out of the driveway we felt a thud… Cinnamon… ever loving, had maybe come to ‘see us off’ or maybe she was sleeping under the car. We will never know…

Cinnamon came to our family when I was still living at home with my parents and just beginning to date my husband. What a gorgeous cat she was, even as a kitten. Shorthaired, she had a taupe colored head and back, with a white scruff, belly and paws. Gray ears melded into an almost raccoon looking mask over her eyes, the rest of her face a pure white. Cinnamon was a Manx with nothing but a small stub of a tail to grace her hind end, which left her looking nothing like the brother who accompanied her. Craig was a longhaired tabby. A boy through and through.

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Cupping my hand, I put it near Cinnamon’s nose and she pushes her whole head through, relishing the feel. Drool slips out the side of her mouth, but somehow, it’s okay.

About five years after we married and three years after our daughter was born, my parents moved to California from Oregon and we, moving into their house, inherited the cats. Craig was adopted by some friends of ours, but Cinnamon we kept as our own.

Loving may seem to be a strange word to describe a cat, but that’s exactly what Cinnamon was. She was as devoted to us as we were to her. Almost every time we came home from being gone there she was, greeting us with a purr as we emerged from the car. She would then walk with us up the driveway and into the house.

A real people cat, Cinnamon treasured being petted and paid attention to. Maybe I’m attributing too much of a human characteristic to her, but how can I not? I cherished her.

The day and way she died will forever remain etched in my memory as a tragic day.

After she died, we had six more cats over a four-year period – Fluffy, who bore two kittens: Keemie and Sachet. Then there were Callie, Squeaky and Tasha. No cat was ever able to take the place of our unique Cinnamon, for no cat on earth was or ever will be her equal. She was, and will always remain in my heart, a princess among cats.


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Yvonne Blake 05/22/08
Ahhhh... I had a cat named Cinnamon, too. You brought back so many memories to me.
Your beginning grabbed my attention (sad, but good).
Keep writing.
Laury Hubrich 05/24/08
Very nicely written.
Laury
Debbie Wistrom05/26/08
Both of your first paragraphs are incredible. Thanks for sharing a tender tale.
Edmond Ng 05/26/08
Very touching and sad story filled with so much feelings and emotions. You have written well and I agree with you that no single pet is the same. When one is gone, it can never be replaced.
Marlene Austin05/26/08
Well written personal narrative. Great descriptions. :)
Jan Ackerson 05/27/08
Oh, how sad! You've paid a great tribute to your princess.
Chely Roach05/28/08
A wonderfully written, oh-so-sad story. Well done, my dear.
Joanne Sher 05/28/08
Beautifully written, Pamela! I can see your heart here. (oh - and did you see your happy birthday thread from yesterday in the water cooler? LOL sorry, OT, but I just thought of it)
Sara Harricharan 05/28/08
This gave me goosebumps. So incredibly sad. I have a darling cat that wandered off to never return, that also remains as royalty to me. This is a precious and wonderful piece! ^_^
Cathy Kane05/29/08
I could really feel your love for Cinnamon in your story, Pamela. And also feel your pain in losing her. I have had many a Cinnamon in my own life and can really relate to your story. Very nice writing.
Norma-Anne Hough 06/01/08
Cats have a terrible habit of sleeping under cars. What a sad story but beautifully told. Each pet is unique and although you might get others you never can get the same as the one who has passed over to the other side.
Marijo Phelps11/26/08
Ahh, this one grabbed me (since we have 16 paws running around out house) In spite of what some thing (probably those who have never had the blessing of a cat) cats are "people" too. Thanks for sharing this with us.