Pete was the most wonderful little man that ever lived. My little “Peepers” would greet me at the door every evening upon returning home from work or wherever. He would crawl into bed and under my arm every morning when the alarm went off for 9 minutes of “mama lovin” until the snooze would go off. He would “talk” to me about his day and I’d tell him about mine while cuddling him purring the whole time. Pete came from an indian reservation in ND. I found him when I was doing some veterinary volunteer work and he came in with the rest of his brothers and sisters. I picked him up and just knew…it was like someone had whispered in my ear to take him home with me. I thank the universe that I did because eventually
Pete would save my life.
It was last winter around Thanksgiving that my relationship with the man I thought I would marry ended very unhappily. I was devastated crying every day not getting out of bed turning to alcohol to find some solace. And like a perfect angel Pete was there to see me to my bed and purr me to sleep when I got home. I swear the only reason I got out of bed during this time was to feed my little fattie! And then one day when I couldn’t stand the pain any more I grabbed every sleeping pill I had in my apartment and set them on the table in front of me. And as I stared at them trying to make a decision Pete was there. He hopped up onto the couch and laid down next to me and stared me straight in the face. My decision was made I trusted nobody else on this earth with my perfect boy and refused to let him
down by leaving him.
In September of this year we moved to California. A week after we got there I knew something was wrong with him. I took him to work with me (I’m a vet nurse) and did about a zillion tests on him before we came to the final dreaded diagnosis…feline infectious peritonitis (FIP). He had most likely had it subclinically his entire life. He lived about another 2 weeks with my boyfriend and I constantly telling him how absolutely perfect and wonderful he was. He passed peacefully and rather quickly one morning. I don’t think I have ever missed anyone
as much as I miss him.
I had a dream about him the other night. He was big fat and fluffy again and I was holding him in my arms. It gives me something to look forward to…
Petie mama loves you and misses you so much. I can’t wait to see you again some day. You are my sunshine my only sunshine. You make me happy when skies are grey. You’ll never know just how much I love you you’ll always wash my grey skies away.
Stephanie
| Pete |
| 26, Sept 2001 |
| Stephanie |