Light A Candle in Loving Memories

To my Daniel. It’s hard to believe it has been a month since you left me. I miss you dearly. I will always have good memories of you.

I remember the day I brought you home with me. Your vet had called and said that there was a kitten left on his doorstep and they wondered if I would be interested in taking you home with me. I did, and I never regretted a moment of it. That was the first time you were at the vets office and the last time you were there for shots, you jumped off the table and tried to make a quick get away to the back.
But you were quickly caught.

You weren’t very old when you died. You were nearly 1 ½ years old. I found you dead when I got home from work and somehow my life hasn’t been the same. Sammy was upset because I was upset. I think he fully realized he just a lost a friend.

I miss the little things. I remember how you used to jump up on the bathroom counter and you would watch me brush my teeth or wash my face. I would splash water on you and you never seemed to mind too much. You seemed to like water for what ever reason. You also liked to play with ice. When I would get in the freezer to fill my cup with ice, sometimes I would accidentally drop some on the floor and you would bat it around. Sometime I did it purposely because
I had fun watching you.

You had these little quirks when you wanted attention and wanted it now. In the morning when you wanted to be fed and I didn’t get up right away, you were always there in my face. If that didn’t work, you would start knocking stuff off my night stand like the cordless phone. That would get my attention real quick. Sometimes you ended in your carrier so I could sleep a little longer.

Its seems that every time that I would sit down in my chair and get stretched out to watch TV, you would start biting at my toes. There were also times that you would see something interesting on the TV and you would put paws right up there on the TV screen.

You were a people person, so unlike Sammy. You loved company and attention. You seemed to like Grandmas dog Tiny. When we would go to visit, you were always chasing her around the house. I don’t know if you knew this or not, but she wasn’t very fond of cats. She got scratched the eye by a cat once and she never forgot that. I think that if you could have been around each other a little more that you would of eventually become buddies. But we didn’t visit often enough for that to happen.

For what ever reason you liked to climb up in the closet. Laying on the boxes next to the ceiling seemed to be one of your favorite places. I’m so glad I got pictures of you up there.

Then there were the mornings. Feeding time. You always seemed to know what time it was. It was supposed to be at 6:00, but you were always ready at 5:30. I want you know that Sammy is getting like that now. He’s now taking over your job.

The evenings when I got home from work, you and Sammy were always there waiting for me always demanding to be fed and not 5 minutes from now. There were times you weren’t there because you were in the closet and the door would get shut on you. How I wish that would have been the case the last day you were alive. I believe you would be alive today if that would have happened instead of the way I found you.

There is so much more that could be said I’m sure and maybe I write more later. I want you to know that I do plan on getting another kitten so Sammy can have a playmate, but it will never take the place of you. You will always hold a very special place in my heart. I will forever be grateful that I knew you and that I didn’t refuse to take
you home from the vet’s office.

Please take care of yourself and know that I love you.