Pippin and Potter, siblings from the same mummy, were only several weeks when we were first introduced to our gorgeous Maine Coon munchkins. Needless to say, love at first sight was inevitable. Both Pippin and Potter were absolute darlings. We found ourselves hopelessly in love with these beautiful kittens. Potter was and still is the regal brother who will address you if he chooses to do so and you’d better answer and Pippin was the silly willy “let's start trouble and get into everything” little fella. They truly complimented one another.
Many incredible memories were made between the felines and humans in our home. Wacky moments, outbursts of laughter, stern fussing (lasted for only 0.0001 secs) over the two for not climbing over the lovely new chairs, err….well...you know how efficiently that went, and constant outpouring of unreserved love between humans and felines were witnessed in our home.
Pippin and Potter were just starting to get into their first year of wonderful, comfortable and happy life filled with loads of love, smooches and hugs, even prayers, and just like any responsible pet owner; we made sure that their visits to the vet were up to date. We even enjoyed Snowmageddon blizzard of 2016 together.
All of a sudden, without warning, one morning, I noticed that Pippin’s behavior was unusual. Our baby wasn't as enthusiastic to come out to eat breakfast as he normally would.
There was this undeniable feeling in the pit of my stomach which concluded that something was not quite right with our little boy.
After much consultation with several experts, we were left with only one safe and painless option…..
We had to make the ultimate, unselfish decision to let our baby rest from the suffering.
You see, Pippin suffered a terrible blockage in his bladder which affected the scar tissues, and although we had our little boy be administered surgery to remove the blockage, based on detailed x-ray examinations, which we were privy to, there was no possibility of those areas healing back to normal function. In short, his sudden illness was life-threatening.
Tzipporah (my amazing daughter and mummy to Potter and Pippin-they were a Christmas gift to her), Reuel (my awesome son), Potter (Pippin’s handsome brother) and I were present as Tzipporah held her baby whilst he took his last breath. The emotions in that room were tremendously overwhelming. Tzipporah and Reuel , both just blossoming into their teenage years, were so brave to face the daunting task of losing a life so soon and so suddenly. It was surreal. There was not a dry eye in that room.
I share this experience with each of you to articulate my thoughts on the love of a beloved pet.
I myself have had two beautiful and amazing felines from the time of entering college. Their names were Darsha (22 years old when she passed away) and Yazmine (18 years old at her time of passing). In fact, both feline pumpkins grew alongside my kiddos. So, Reuel and Tzipporah were exposed to understanding the meaning of loving a pet and being loved by them from a young, tender age.
You see, there’s something marvelous, miraculous and almost magical about loving a pet and being loved by one. It is an act of selflessness, unconditional love and caring for another life.
Many incredible skills are formed and developed in these relationships including responsibility, patience, gentleness, kindness, faithfulness, meekness and many other wonderful behavioral characteristics, especially in ourselves.
Most importantly, it relays our appreciation, love and marvel for God’s creation.
Proverbs 12:10 clearly states that “A righteous man regards the life of his animal”. He loved Pippin and Potter first, when He created them.
Genesis 1:24-25 reads, 'And God said, “Let the earth bring forth living creatures according to their kinds—livestock and creeping things and beasts of the earth according to their kinds." And it was so. And God made the beasts of the earth according to their kinds and the livestock according to their kinds, and everything that creeps on the ground according to its kind. And God saw that it was good.' We as a family, express our love to God by extending that affection over the pets or animals that God blesses us with.
My guilt as the adult engulfed me for weeks (sometimes, it still does) because I felt so responsible for the loss of Pippin. But we truly tried everything and did not anticipate this sudden occurrence to take place. The answer was still no. Pippin was not going to make it. I have held Tzipporah in my arms past midnight on several occasions, when she cried her heart out, missing her feline baby on many a day and night. And it is important that she does express her pain, for it is the road to recovery and healing. Potter still calls out for his brother to join him for breakfast and we have been showering him with an overload of kisses and love. Reuel has been so brave and continues to watch over his sister and me to help us heal.
Whilst we still don’t understand why, especially because he was only a baby, what we, as a family understood that at the end of if all, God is still in control. We surrendered the whole situation to Him. I take refuge in knowing that the Highest Authority is All Knowing and He is fully aware of our actions and that we did our very best. He understands our pain and the loss of a loved life.
I would like to believe in the possibility of the new heaven where our beloved pets will one day see us again. I could not imagine a new life without them. Isaiah 11:8-10 says, “The nursing child shall play by the cobra’s hole, And the weaned child shall put his hand in the viper’s den.
They shall not hurt nor destroy in all My holy mountain, For the earth shall be full of the knowledge of the Lord As the waters cover the sea."
As we kissed our Pippin goodbye, I slowly looked at his beautiful little paws, and saw his freshly trimmed nails that I had meticulously trimmed just a few days ago…….
When we are feeling down, or hurting over the loss of a precious life, we still need to eat to maintain a little energy for our mind, heart, and body.
I find that comfort food seems to always fit the circumstance best. I believe that by adding healthy spices like turmeric, cinnamon, or ginger, the natural healing agents do much wonder to our bodies and even our mental state.
During this very difficult time, here were some wonderful, flavorful, aromatic and healthy options that I made for our family
Natural flavors and nutrients from spices and ingredients such as turmeric, fresh ginger, lemongrass, coconut, star anise and cinnamon amongst many others really do help make us feel better and even enables us to rest during a weary season.
To finish off with a comfort style dessert, I decided to make my beloved mom's recipe of banana-coconut pancakes, made from scratch of course:), whilst I served myself some delicious cinnamon-chai tea. Bananas are known to help boost our energy and improve our state of mind.
Here's a link to help understand the power of a banana- nature's gift to us:-
As we continue to move forward with courage and treasured memories of our beloved, sweet little boy, Pippin, our lives will be forever changed as we now understand what it is like to love and loose a little and young life. Whilst we faithfully loved and watched over him, it was he who brought us immeasurable joy and unconditional love that we will always cherish and forever miss.
Thank you Pippin for entrusting us to watch over you. Thank you for a beautiful year spent with you. We thank God for your life and for changing ours. Till we meet again, rest well sweet little one....rest well.....
In Memory of Pippin Goins, November 12, 2015-January 31, 2016