Where do I start, my beautiful girl…I guess at the beginning when you showed up at our condo skinny, matted, hungry and scared. For me, it was love at first sight…I knew you just needed love and care to blossom into the gorgeous girl that you did. And those green eyes! Your Daddy thought differnt at first, he deemed you “the ugliest cat I’ve seen”. We proved him wrong and in 4 months you were healthy and happy, although scared of all men except Daddy and Grandpa…that lasted your whole life, no telling what had happened but we would always be there to protect you. You and Angel, the original two, were buddies…happy times indeed.
You proved to be quite the huntress, many a bird or mouse you gifted us with!! And you were protective of your home, no other cat dare come around!! Although healthy, you managed to use up more than one of your 9 lives while on this earth. Mommy was always more than glad to take care of you and nurse you to health.
I’m so sorry you didn’t like the yard at the new home, I missed you when you would leave for the day but you would be back at night…making us joke that you “headed off to work”. There was no joke when you went missing for 3 weeks..not once but twice. Daily I posted signs and went to the shelters. We had no clue you were across the street locked in a basement. The last time you were so sick we thought we would lose you and I vowed you would never stay outside again…not to worry, you were now content to stay inside and keep Mommy company while on the computer, although it was a bit hard to type with you on my lap. I adored you and if I was sick you would come find me in bed and stomp on me. I loved giving you treats each night and singing to you…you acted above it but I think secretly you liked it. Your sissy, Angel, had left us but yor new sissy, Brandy, would try to befriend you and you tolerated her but you never took to her like you did Angel.
I’m so sorry things changed so much after the “disaster” at the house. I didn’t get to see you much and then you had to stay at Grandpa’s. He loved and spoiled you but I missed my girl. I think Brandy missed you, too. When I finally did get to visit, you didn’t recognize me…dementia had set in so fast and although I cried I knew it wasn’t your fault. Daddy and I had to make the hard decision to leave you at Grandpa’s when we finally found a new home…you were happy with him and got scared so easily with the dementia. It didn’t seem fair to uproot you but it wasn’t easy to know you would never be living with us again. We had already lost Angel and Taffy so we would be down to just Brandy and Pumpkin.
Then came the call I dreaded…you were very ill, seemingly overnight. When I talked to the vet, he said it was ARF/Acute Renal Failure and the prognosis was bad…you had what Taffy had had and we didn’t want you to suffer. We told the vet we would be down that afternoon but, as with Taffy, I think we knew it would be the last time we saw our precious girl…how do you say goodbye after 14 years and all we had been through? I still don’t know the answer, all I can say is when there is love you don’t want prolonged suffering.
When I saw you, I knew you were tired and weak…it was time you were young and strong again. We stayed with you a long time and I even saw that for a brief moment you recognized me. When it was time, Grandpa, Daddy and I held and petted you as you crossed peacefully…and you were now with Angel and Taffy. Thank you for the sign, I really needed that.
We love and miss you, “booty cat”. I especially miss you when I’m on the computer. Daddy and I hope you are healthy and young, chasing mice and birds and playing with Angel, Taffy and all your friends at The Bridge. Kisses…me-to-you…meet us at the bridge when it is our time so we can all be together forever.
Love always and forever...
| Patches |
| 18, June 2007 |
| Joy & Brad Fisher |