It’s not often that a feline gets lucky enough to score its very own backpack to tour the countryside. Yet, such a kitty had the fortune to land himself in just that situation. Felix’s story wasn’t a glamorous one. In fact, he was probably on his ninth life when my friend, Grace, first laid eyes on him.
Grace
I’m not sure how often it happens that when a parent names their child, that child lives up to the very essence of their moniker. In the dictionary, grace is defined as having the ability to extend compassion, kindness and forgiveness, even in the face of adversity. Rather than reciprocating with retaliation or judgment, someone with grace responds with understanding and patience.
My friend, Grace, is all that and more. She is also an empath, highly attuned to the emotions and energies of those around her. Her intuition allows her to hone in on subtle clues that provide her with insight into the thoughts of others. Although this quality extends to people, for Grace, it is strongest with animals, allowing her the uncanny ability to tune into and address the emotional and physical needs of furry friends.
Ever since I have known her, Grace has had numerous connections with individual animals, both wild and domestic. Yet, her bond with a particular cat stands out as one of the strongest. It was on a leisurely walk with her sister one morning that a weak, emaciated black and white cat feebly made its way up the middle of the sidewalk, straight to Grace’s feet. There was absolutely no hesitation on Grace’s part, she simply knew that the cat was asking for her help. After thoroughly checking around and making sure that no one was missing their pet, Grace transported the destitute animal home to its new residence, bestowing him with the name Felix.
Felix
An immediate trip to the vet divulged his advanced age along with multiple health issues, including a severe flea infestation, anemia and untreated hypothyroidism. It was apparent that Felix had been struggling for some time, and Grace took it upon herself to make sure that his remaining time would be full of good health, love and enrichment. Turns out, Felix turned up during a time when Grace needed him as much as he needed her, and the bond they formed was one that would last forever.
The saying “he felt like he died and went to heaven” is probably an understatement here. Felix went from being a lost soul to one constantly showered with love and affection, and he returned the favor tenfold. In fact, he blossomed under Grace’s care. Bicycling the beautiful backroads has always been one of Grace’s favorite ways to enjoy time alone, so it only made sense that Felix accompany her on these forays. Sensing the cat’s calmness and trust, she carefully placed him in a backpack, which she then slung over her shoulders. Together, the two of them traveled for miles, day after day, enjoying the countryside and reveling in each other’s company. Passersby did double-takes at the duo, as the black and white cat bounced happily along, surveying the terrain.
For two whole years, in all kinds of weather, life was idyllic. Grace and Felix were inseparable, their list of adventures growing longer each day. Sadly, Felix’s infirmities began to catch up with him. There were many trips to the vet. Felix rallied. He really did. But in the end, the light in his final life flickered out.
Felix passed away knowing that he was loved. Although brief, his new lease on life had been such a gift, a golden time. Today, Grace continues to connect with animals, her list of compassionate acts growing longer. In fact, she is currently sharing her time with a new, lucky kitty who found his way into her life. Nothing will ever fill the void that Felix left when he moved on, but with Grace, there is always enough compassion to go around. With Grace, it’s all about love. I have no doubt that the vision of a young girl pedaling her bicycle down the country roads with a happy black and white cat in tow will forever remain in the memories of all who saw her.
