I can’t believe that Saturday marked two years since I had let Ruby go. This time of year, even two years later, the grief still feels pretty fresh. Losing a cat is always hard, but it can be especially difficult when it happens during the holidays. Buckley died the day after Thanksgiving in 2008, and Thanksgiving has always been bittersweet since then.
Memories help. Ruby loved Christmas, so I thought I’d share some of my Ruby Christmas memories with you today.
Every Christmas Eve, I gave the girls a little taste of (non-alcoholic) eggnogg. Of course, that meant that the rest of the holiday season, I had to fight them off whenever I had a glass!
This photo is from Ruby’s first Christmas. I love the expression on her little face. “Are all of these for me, Mom?”
She was always a big help when it came to wrapping presents.
This is one of my favorite Christmas photos of the girls together. And in case you’re wondering, neither of them ever showed any interest in the tree beyond occasionally batting at some of the ornaments close to the dining cabinet.
Of course the girls got showered with gifts every Christmas. Most years, the wrapping was far more interesting than what was in the packages, but one year, I struck gold. They both loved the Cat’s Meow toy*. They played with it for a long time after it came out of the box, and for hours and hours in the days and weeks that followed. The video quality is poor since I didn’t have a great camera back then, but it still warms my heart.