It was one year ago today, we had a wonderful day and a very fun playtime session and had settled in for a nice nightly sleep. In the middle of the night we heard such an awful scream, it was Brother Ivan. We all rushed to see what was wrong and three minutes later Brother Ivan had crossed over the Rainbow Bridge. He was gone.
I won’t go into all the details of those three minutes, but it seemed more like three hours. My Brother Ivan was the best big brother a kitty could have had. The moment I arrived at my new home my Brother Ivan welcomed me with open paws. I didn’t have the big “break in period”, nope, my Brother Ivan sniffed me, I came out of the carrier, and my Brother Ivan accepted me as part of the family just like that. Brother Ivan was that way. Whenever friends came to visit Mom and Dad, Brother Ivan was there to greet them and welcome them to our home. My Brother Ivan taught me so much and every single day I try to live up to his high standards.
I wish I could have told my Brother Ivan how much I loved him, just one more time. I wish I could have told my Brother Ivan how much I appreciated him immediately welcoming me into the family, just one more time. I wish I could tell him thanks for teaching me so much, just one more time. I wish I could feel him rub up against me as he walked by, just one more time. But I can’t. What I can do is live up to his high standards. I have tried my best, and I have welcomed each new sister the way my Brother Ivan welcomed me. I know my Brother Ivan would be happy that I have made it my mission to help other homeless critters find a home. I love my sisters, lots, but I miss my Brother Ivan every single day. I love you Brother Ivan and I miss you.