Did Mofu🐶 and Mofu🐱 Have a 'Role'!?—A Story of the Heart Realized After Overcoming Pet Loss

I usually post articles that are full of silliness, but...

Today I'm going to talk about something a little... no, actually quite serious, related to "pet loss"🌈

Please don't think, "Who is this?🤨" lol

But I really wanted to write this🥹

(This is a serious article, but it was written by Amane, not AI!)

Oh, today's content is also a bit linked to my recent article

Mofu🐶 and Mofu🐱

as well🤗

The origin of this article was something written by Mitsuiro Amane called

[ChatGPT × Personality Input = Analysis of the Soul's Essence]

which is

*The detailed article by Mitsuiro Amane is linked at the end

After reading this article, being the curious person I am, I jumped right on it as usual🤭

"That looks interesting!"

I thought♪

And then, it was... spot on! (⊙д⊙)

Well, if I try to write about it in detail, the word count will just keep growing, so I'll omit the specific details of how it was spot on😅

However, just one word

The reason I wanted to write this article was because of the ChatGPT analysis✨

I'm thinking of writing about this interaction with ChatGPT in detail and posting it tomorrow😏✨️

(Something that's basically just an image, haha)

Anyway, while surprised and a bit nervous, I continued the interaction following the suggestions ChatGPT gave me, and then...

Wait? Could this actually be...

for those currently suffering from pet loss

or those harboring anxieties like 'What will happen to me when this little one is gone?'

that this is intended for?

That topic came up.

So today, very seriously,

Mofu🐱, Mofu🐶, and me—a story on a 'soul level'

—I would like to write this down

for you, who needs it right now

with that feeling in mind.

Now, I will switch to serious mode from here on (▭-▭)✨

※The writing style will change to 'Amane the Capable' (Work mode?)

🐱【Mofu】—The existence that changed my 'very world'

Originally, I had a rather dry personality,

・I didn't get deeply attached to people
・I couldn't really understand 'fandom activities'
・My sense of being obsessed with something was thinner than others
・I was quick to heat up and quick to cool down

I was like this.

(I still have traces of this now)

That I, who was like that, for just one person

Only with Mofu🐱

I was frighteningly obsessed

Mofu🐱 was the only existence in my life that grabbed my heart (no, perhaps my soul) and never let go

We were one (two people as one)

We were merged (I was Mofu🐱, Mofu🐱 was me)

It was natural for her to be there (she was like air)

I can even say it like this

(I know I sound a bit crazy saying this... but I was serious about it at the time💧)

So, the moment I lost her, I fell apart...

All the color drained from the world, and for 10 long years, my time stood still

Looking back now, Mofu🐱 was to me

・The one who first opened the door to a small room deep in my heart that I had never shown anyone

・The one who taught me what it means to love

・The one who deeply, deeply etched the pain of loss into me

・The one who created the axis for the meaning of life

She was that kind of existence

It completely went beyond the realm of 'owner and pet'

🐶【Mofu】──The existence that made me look forward and say, 'Let's walk again'

And, after a long, long time—

By my side when my heart and my daily life had come to a standstill, it was Mofu🐶 who slowly, ever so slowly, melted the frozen parts of me.

This little one was the presence that led me back to the 'world of the present,' as if taking me by the hand.

An infinitely gentle soul who, little by little, truly little by little, helped me remember how to smile when my days were filled with nothing but tears.

That is why I had always thought...

'It was Mofu🐶 who saved me.'

That was what I believed.

But then, at one point, I suddenly realized something.

Mofu🐱 and Mofu🐶 had 'completely different roles'.

To put it simply,

It was Mofu🐱 who 'taught me how to move' my heart🩷.

It was Mofu🐶 who 'helped my heart🩷 face forward once again'.

This division of roles was miraculously perfect.

That is why,

When Mofu🐱 passed away, I experienced a pet loss so deep it felt like I was breaking💔.

When Mofu🐶 passed away, I did not experience pet loss🩷.

That is the difference that occurred.

This was not a difference in the weight of my love for each of them, but rather,

a difference in the 'roles' these little ones carried.

That is what I believe.

Mofu🐱 was a 'presence thatshookmy soul'

Mofu🐶 was a 'presence thatsupportedmy soul'

I wonder if that was the case.

[The reason I didn't experience pet loss after saying goodbye to Mofu🐶]

Even though I was stuck for over 10 years after Mofu🐱, my heart didn't break when it came to Mofu🐶.

It's strange, isn't it?

Even though I should have poured the same amount of love into both.

Oh, of course I felt lonely for a while.

But I wasn't struck by the kind of 'deep sorrow' I felt with Mofu🐱.

Perhaps Mofu🐶 came to our home with the role ofno longerletting me suffer,

gently staying by my side and pushing me forward at the necessary moment.

I think that was the role they had when they came to me.

In fact, in the same year I said goodbye to Mofu🐶, I chose the path of an animal communicator.

At that time, it was as if

'It's okay now, you can walk on your own from here, Mom.'

was the timing of what was said to me✨

To you who are suffering from pet loss🌈

If you are currently in such deep sorrow that you can't even breathe,

the child you said goodbye to is surely,

For you, Mofu🐱 was the 'starting point'

That is what I believe.

However, if that is the case, then perhaps the next one is...

For you, Mofu🐶 is a 'reunion'

Isn't that right?

I feel that such a future is waiting for you✨

Starting point (Mofu🐱) and reunion (Mofu🐶)

These two have completely different roles.

A presence that makes you 'stop in your tracks'
A presence that makes you 'take a step forward'

This difference is,

the difference in the 'traces' that child left behind for you

that is.

I know how painful and agonizing pet loss can be.

That is precisely why I want to tell you this:

The child who lived with you surely had their own unique 'role' as well.

Even if you are right now,

deeply shaken and standing still,

even if you feel like you may never be able to walk forward again,

that is simply part of the 'story with your pets' that you yourself are weaving.

In the middle

I want you to remember that they are just there.

Even if you feel like you are still standing still, caught in a whirlpool of sadness right now,

I believe that the 'little one who has the role of pushing your back' is surely,

preparing for the next step and waiting for the day to meet you.
🤗🩷🐶🐱

Conclusion

Mofu🐱 changed my world, and
Mofu🐶 set my 'time' in motion.

If this sequence of events hadn't happened, I don't think I would be who I am today.

(I don't mean that the current me is a 'clumsy person,' by the way😅)

I hope that the 'trajectory' of me, Mofu🐱, and Mofu🐶 can bring some kind of realization to you who are suffering right now🙂‍↕️🌱 ͛.*

I will end this on a 'serious' note today😁

The article by Mitsuiro Amane that I mentioned at the beginning is
here✍️✨

👇

Thank you for reading until the end🍀✨

Here is an article that is slightly linked
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Thank you for reading until the end😌🙏