Leo and Whitey: Best friends till the bitter end
Every now and then you come across an unusual friendship that challenges natural laws and beliefs. A love story of sorts that’s as simple and as real as it gets.
A couple years ago, I wrote a story about such a friendship, called ‘Til death do them part. That story was about Rosie and Bingo, a cow and a horse that formed a special lifelong bond and loyal friendship, with Rosie quietly laying down to die shortly after Bingo passed. Hopefully to join him in greener pastures.
On a trip to Wisconsin this week, I came across another unlikely couple: Leo and Whitey.
Leo is the housecat of my brother Tony and his wife Kris. You may recall they are also the parents of Bailey, the misunderstood artist. Whitey was their Albino goldfish. I say “was” because sadly, Whitey passed away a couple days ago.
When I saw Whitey earlier this week, Kris was concerned that Whitey was moving around the fish bowl less and less these days. At times she thought he was dead, but then he would shoot back to life. Not this time though, Whitey is now gone.
Whitey died peacefully, but now Leo is in mourning. Leo loved watching Whitey splash around in his fish bowl, swimming and sputtering. To show his appreciation, every day Leo would go over to the bowl, dip his head in, and take a few licks of water. He was careful to never hurt or disturb Whitey.
Most of us would never expect a cat to be so gentle with a fish, and not lunge after it and gobble it up and eat it. I have two cats and wouldn’t even consider having an open fish bowl in my home. Minx in particular hunts anything that moves.
But Leo and Whitey defied the odds. They had a special friendship all their own. When it comes to love, anything is possible in this world. Anything.