Blackie by Kathryn A. Killo / Love, Mom, Dad, Kara, Sebrina, and Oreo

“BLACKIE”

January 1996 – November 6, 2009

My dear and precious Blackie, You were the light of my life. I will never forget how you found us on that cold, snowy,January night. We were getting ready to go to McDonald’s for something to eat. When Kara heard a “Meoooow”! We looked under our Truck and sure enough there you were. Cold, and Frightened but also cute and furry. We just couldn’t let you out to freeze that night so of course we brought you in for the night. But little did we know you would remain with us.

You had such a wonderful, loving and unique personality. You gave us so much joy and unconditional love. You became my “best and dearest friend”. We nursed you through urinary tract infections, bladder stones, diabetes, insulin shots, hairballs. In the end the slow, growing tumor in your throat would take your life.

It was so hard for you to eat and drink. But “OH” how you tried! You never gave up! Inspite of the hunger, and loss of so much weight, and being tube fed. You never gave up the fight. You were determined to make it through this. It amazed me to see how you would
get up enough strength to go down the steps and lay on the sofa with Dad. Then later in the evening, sit by my rocker and wait for me to pick you up and hold you. You always put your paws around my shoulder just like an infant does.

Now I struggle with guilt, with anger, and sorrow. The truth is you were so skinny and loosing more weight. The vet did everything in his power to save you but you were suffering. I could see it in your eyes. So I had to decide and now your gone. There is now a deep hole in my heart. But I know you will never truly be gone.

I have so many wonderful fun memories of you. We were blessed to spend thirteen years together.

You learned how to skateboard down our driveway.
You went sleigh riding with Kara across the street at the park. You enjoyed opening presents from Santa Paws. It was a thrill to see you rip open the plastic bags and tear off the wrapping paper. You learned to take a walk on the leash with me up and down the pavement. And yes you even liked to sit out on the front porch during the warm, summer nights.

So go play with the Angels now! You are forever
pain free. We will never, ever forget you.

It hurts so bad to have to let you go! There is a hole in our hearts. But we know it was your time to go. Our lives will never be the same without you. Heaven has gained a special angel. Our lives were so blessed by having you in it. So good night, my precious little Blackie.