Sunday December 19 1999 was one of the
worst days of my entire life.
Almost one year ago I was shopping in a pet supply store
for my cream colored cat Gingersnap when I saw a skinny little
gray and white cat in a cage up for adoption.
She had a gray stripe on her head that looked like “bangs” and
a little pink nose with black spots on it.
The name on her cage said “Mignon” and I immediately knew I
would have to change that name if I could adopt her!
I took her home with me and introduced her to Gingersnap
who disliked her at first but grew accustomed to her new little sister
after a few weeks. Annabelle was her new name.
After a few months of living in a good home sweet Annabelle
filled out nicely loved to play with her toys get into mischief
and tease her big sister Gingersnap.
Annabelle was very bright knew her name and would come
running when I called her.
She was very energetic and didn’t like to sit still for very long.
After almost a year with her Annabelle had become a special part
of my life and I never thought I could lose her so fast.
On Sunday December 19 she seemed to be breathing funny.
I called the vet and was told to bring her in.
I thought she had a cold or an allergy and would need some
medicine and that I could bring her right back home.
The vet took an x-ray and found her lungs filled with fluid.
She said this was a result of feline asthma and she
would quickly give her some drugs to help drain her lungs.
I was told she should improve within 24 hours and I was told
to go home and the vet would call me with an update.
I kissed Annabelle’s sweet gray and white head good-bye
and could hear her purring as I left the room.
30 minutes after I returned home the vet called to tell me that
Annabelle had taken a turn for the worse.
Her lungs were filling with fluid faster then the medicine
was working and she was open mouth breathing which
is a bad sign in cats.
She was transferred into an oxygen tent where they tried
to stabilize her breathing and said they would call me
back and let me know how she was doing.
I had a sinking feeling in my stomach that things would not turn
out good and sure enough Annabelle’s heart stopped
20 minutes later because she was no longer able to
breathe on her own.
Imagine the shock I felt when I thought my baby had a cold and
she never came back home again.
I miss her terribly but know she is no longer in any pain
and that I will see her again one day.
In the short time she was a part of my life she made me
realize how important it is to always care about your loved ones and
never forget to say “I love you” before its too late.
I love and miss you Annabelle.
Mommy and Gingersnap