I had no idea that the night I found you in the boys’ room and I held and kissed you was your last night on earth. My heart broke, and I’m still crying, when I found you stretched out like you always did when you needed to loosen your muscles. Only when I called your name, you didn’t look up.
Who would’ve known what a good, sweet and gentle cat you turned out to be when dad found you. He came to me and told me to see you at the bush across the street to see if you were for me. I saw you in that white flea collar that was bigger than you, and I coaxed you out and had you follow me down to the basement apartment by having you see that I had an open can of Whiskas food for you to eat.
You never left.
You were with me for 13 years through the good times and bad. When I was grumpy, you still came back with all the love you had. When I had my kids, you put up with your ears being poked and tail being pulled because you knew they were mine and part of our little family. You never hissed, bit or scratched at any one of us. You looked for Gloves, our mutt, as your mommy. She loves you and is still looking for you–especially when I put down the bowl of water you two shared drinking together. Dad misses you. Even when he was grumpy, too, you always came running back when he called you. Dad made all the arrangements when I couldn’t so that you were taken care of properly
on your last journey to the Vets.
Grandma misses you, misses how she fed you in the mornings and sitting with her at night.
I miss you soo much. Dad and I made sure that you were taken care of with dignity and respect. How much it hurt me to leave you behind at the vets because you were always with us—never left behind every time we moved to a new home–we even made sure that we went to live in a new place that allowed animals. We begged and pleaded to convince the owners that you both were good animals. Dad and I had no intentions of leaving you or Gloves behind.
I thank God for that and for that opportunity that night to hold you like a baby and gave you the kisses you loved before you left me.
God bless you my little angel.
My little Ashee.
With Love and Gratitute Always.
Thanks for loving us unconditionally.
| Ashee Reyes |
| 11, Mar 2005 |
| Minerva Reyes |