The hardest thing to leave behind 

In the past 7 years I have moved multiple times and in the process have made and lost many friends. I have learned the hard way that people come and go and there are only few who manage to remain in your life despite distance and time.

The one constant that I’ve had for more than 7 years now has been my beloved cat – Pate. I rescued him myself from the streets in Bulgaria. He was only 2 months old and abandoned in the harsh, cold weather. I took him home and needed only a day to decide he is not going to be rehoused because his home is with me.

Pate is the smartest cat I’ve ever had, and trust me, many cats have lived and have been through my house. Bonding was instantaneous and effortless.

When I moved to the UK he was less than a year old and I missed him so much, as he had to stay with Julien in Bulgaria. It was hard to be separated from two of my favourite boys. About a year after I moved Julien moved to England too, and months later Pate followed and became a travelling cat.

Since I had him he has moved house pretty much as much as me and Julien have. It’s been difficult to find budget accommodation for a couple with a pet but we made it. He is our child and leaving him was not an option. I hated when people dared suggest I leave him behind just because it’s hard to find accommodation for us.

Pate is my kid and I love him so much it is tough to leave him behind even if it’s for a few hours. I wish England was pet friendly and I wish people could take their pets to work…ah if only I could work in a cat friendly office haha. Dream on Leah, dream on.

Now that I had made the decision to leave England for adventures in Europe my greatest pain is not seeing Pate and not being with him.

Friends and family are used to me being far away and technology has allowed us to keep in touch and stay close. But I know Pate goes through a difficult time when I leave him! He is okay if I leave him for a week, but after that he starts worrying, searching, becomes sad, antisocial, angry, apathetic and finally accepts I’m gone. When I come back, the reactions have been different – he has been happy to see me, purring and wanting to be hugged and stroked then gives me a good old punishment in the form of nasty bites and scratches. Other times he is so upset with me he does not want to interact and punishes me by ignoring and avoiding me. I know him so well, I often joke we have our own language. So now that I don’t even know when I’d be able to go back to the UK and see him, I find it emotionally challenging.

I hope to figure out a way to stay in mainland Europe and have him with me. But I know it won’t be easy.

If anyone reading this has experience or knows someone who moves between countries with a cat, please get in touch,I can use some advice.

I must say Pate doesn’t like travelling, so if I can have him with me, we will have to be stationary for at least 6 months at a time…Maybe hot southern country during the winter and central or northern country in the summer.

 

 

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