A Special Letter to My Dear Bridget,
knew your time was coming since you were now a 15 year old cat but I was
amazed how healthy you were since Mommy took good care of you with your
goodies and regular check-ups!
But I didn’t know your death was going to be a tragic one and my horrible
mistake! All it took was a second but I didn’t know! My son was
looking for his blanket in the dryer and he couldn’t find it because the
blanket was still in the washing machine. Meanwhile he had left the dryer
door open and you of all cats who happens to be nosy crawled into
the dryer and went to sleep. Not too long afterwards I saw that the
dryer door was open so I threw my son’s blanket in the dryer to dry.
Gosh! not anymore then 10-15 minutes passed! We had to be on the road to
Grandma’s for the weekend. What deeply hurts is that I heard a thump in
the dryer and I didn’t check to see why there was a noise! If I had
you would have been saved by Mommy; and I’m sorry that I have caused your
tragic death.
Bridget I was in shock and screaming that I had lost my baby as I saw
your tiny neck broken and blood everywhere. It just broke my heart…..I
am really and truly sorry. I haven’t been the same since your death on
9/11/98. I keep thinking and waiting for you to come around from the den
meowing at me saying hi and jumping on my lap or snuggling with me to
watch T.V. or tuck up in bed for the night.
Our morning routine – you giving me love bites on my legs while I was fixing
your breakfast – not fixng your breakfast enough – or your nutri-cal treats!!
I really miss our time together Bridget.
Now I feel better today and thinking the good times we had together!
I can just picture you attacking the catnip that I had just planted in the ground.
You never gave the poor plant a chance to grow because you just
loved rolling on the plant so you could ‘get goofy’ and chase Baby;
your sidekick and fellow cat! I have your pictures all over the house so
from where I am I can see you and keep you in my heart forever.
I am picking up your ashes next week and I can’t wait to hold you again!
You will then sit next to Nick on my mantel so I can remember both of
you everyday. Say hi to Nick for me! To both of you I say:
“I love and miss you very much.”
Love Mommy (Kathy)
P.S. Nick was my beloved Golden Retriever 12 yrs old who died last
2/12/98 of cancer. His death was easier for me to take but Bridget’s
death was not and won’t be for a long time to come! Loosing two pets in
one year has been terribly said and they were both older pets and my babies!
Bridget |