“ meow meow , ciao ciao “

Man .
I have known Ms camellia since 2004.
I ve met her a year after I moved in this area , she was 3 roads parallel to mine at the neighborhood , I met her while I was walking Marco and Lucía .
She was an energetic high 60s , blue hair grandma Moses indeed , driving an old but shiny Ford , and she had a husband that I barely met up until he died . He was retired Air Force officer , Ms camellia was a stay home wife all her life .

She was a gardener and a drinker . What a great combination , Ms camellia through the years will be working on her front yard w a bottle of something next to her , and she was very generous to offer me a glass always . I have had the worst wine at her front garden , and the worse vodka ever ♥️

When we first met , Lucía left her a good poop on her front grass , and this asshole here almost never carries bags . Well , both dogs , just like the ones I share my life now , they weight 10 lbs combined . Lucía was a 4 lbs of bones , a tiny italian greyhound , and I ve seen bigger rat’s poop.
Ok . Maybe I am also lazy . That’s fine and judge me , that’s fine
Ms camellia run out of her house that day , w her cat on her arms , and told me very clearly where I need to shove that piece of poop . And I was like , ok , no problem grandma , no worries .
I took my phone out of its case , used the case to scoop the problem , and asked her for a bag .

For the next 3 years Ms camellia and I shared a friendship that made me happy and made her laugh . I have never stepped a foot inside her house those 3 yrs , she never invited me . And she had never accepted my invitations to mine .
I will leave her street for the end of my walk w the kids , and will sit at her front lawn and porch and shoot the shit about pretty much everything .

She had one son that was in the navy , and in Japan at that time . She had 3 cats , and she will bring a different one every x outside w her to visit . It’s my understanding through r friendship that her husband was a major asshole , she was a major fun , and a major mouse . Meaning , she spend a life time “ sir “ this and “ sir “ that , and a life time as much as possible away from him . She was adopted child in her family , a charity case , and she knew . She was living in the area practically alone . Well . Alone w wine . Ms camellia could drink , I can tell u that much , but I never seen her drunk .

Her biggest fear was that she won’t be able to do for her self as she gets older . And her bigger smile was every x her husband was going to meet his military buddies , once a week . These nights Ms camellia will not be available , but I will still do my walk and I could hear music coming from her house . The old guy did not like me . I met him only twice , he wanted to know where my accent is from , I was 34 and more smart ass than now , and I told him I am from Mars . He did not laugh and I did not give a fuck , so

I said my goodbyes to Ms camellia on 2007 when we moved to Miami . Little I knew a divorce will happen less than 6 months later , and my behind will be back in this area . Life . Hilarious .

For the last 13 yrs that I live alone and 20 mnts away from my old house and life , I have visited Ms camellia almost twice a month . Her husband died at 2008 , and that was the year that I actually thought to check on her and let her know that i am alive and actually back in the area .
She was free , she wasn’t mourning at all , she had got 5 more cats , and better hair color ♥️

Her son was back in states and living in CT , and she was volunteering at CHKD . She also got to meet another group of grandmas and she was playing cards once a week .
I was still not invited in the house .

In 2014 on one of my visits I saw the cats on the front roaming , and strange people in and out , and big ass suv at the front . Ms camellia had a fall and broke her left hip .
I met the son and his wife , not impressed , but ok . Wife was bitching about the filth and the cats . I will like to mention that I am a huge asshole ( like u don’t know ), and zipping my lip is not always my forte . So I told her , “ and where the fuck u have been the last 10 yr to clean that filth or the cats . Maam ? “. Yeah . That’s me . I was asked to leave . But the son gave me his number and told me to call him .
I did . Ms camellia returned at her house 2 months later . She had some hired help once a week . Driving was out of the question .

From 2014 to 3 weeks ago , I visited “ meow meow “ almost 4 x a month . Inside the house , I have cleaned everything through the years , and mostly , meow meow and I have cleaned r guts , or it feels like
We have talked about everything inside and out , man , women we can sure talk . The last two years Ms camellia was totally incontinent and will pee the bed , and she will be so uptight about it . I told her is better than pee on the sand box?
Also the last two years she will not leave the recliner . I did most of her shopping , and I will get take out bcz my ass does not cook . She wasn’t eating much and breakfast was her biggest meal , w French toast been her favorite . Hello bakers crust and thank u for been open . She was happy w one week old French toast , until the next visit , and her tea .
Tea my ass . We had wine , her son forbid that , and I made sure meow meow had it ♥️. She was able to walk to bathroom to change her depends until a month ago , and she called that “ happiness “. I agree .

W covid , I took 8 weeks back in March b4 I seen meow meow . Me working at covid icu and wards it wasn’t the best scenario. The whole last 11 months I ve seen her maybe 11 x , but I bought her a tablet back in august and she got to face time me w her cats and also face time her son . Every time I seen her I will go covered head to toes , so fearful in case I kill her , in case I carry that shit and not aware .

She was also afraid that I will get sick , and r joke was “ bad cats don’t die “. I was bad cat . I was bad cat bcz “ u are 50 now . What r u waiting for ? A prince ? Find a good man , not an asshole like mine , meow meow !!! “
And every time Ms camellia will say “ meow meow”, I will say ciao ciao , ciao ciao Bella and change the subject .
Normally will give me that f talk when I ll be ready to leave , like something to remember until next visit , my job was to find a good man to “ meow meow “. ♥️♥️♥️
Man . I am gonna miss her .
I went yesterday to check on her , I haven’t heard from her since last Tuesday , and house was empty of cats and her . Nobody thought to give me a call .
I talked to son today , but also talked to her home Health aide , she died Friday night on her sleep . Aid found her Saturday morning .
Aide took all 3 cats ( all she had left ), to animal shelter .
I told her son that I will like to give him the house key as soonest possible . He said he is not coming to town , there is not a funeral to be as per her wishes , and I can leave the key outside in designated area .
As much as I wanted to go back at the house and sit there for few , I am afraid to do , don’t want anyone to think I am visiting a dead lady’s house while full of crap inside . So I just drove back again to her house , I took Diego boy w me ( what a faithful boy ) and I placed her key at fake stone .

No cats , no camellia , no meow meow , only ciao ciao , and I made it back home thinking , fuck this . If that’s all is left after 17 yrs pretty much of a friendship , then fuck this . I am mad at her . For about 5 mnt. Cant be mad at Ms camellia .
Next day off , I am going to get a plant for my patio or my front door . I am going to name it meow meow and I am going to say ciao ciao to it daily .
What a life .