In September, 2002, I heard cries from the barn on my property. I followed the sounds and discovered a tiny kitten, only about 8 days old. He was surrounded by his dead brothers and sisters. I picked him up, and carried him inside. I had no idea what to do with such a tiny creature. I sent my husband to go buy a nursing bottle and kitten formula. I researched the net on what to do.
I soon discovered the joy of this tiny blessing. I fed him a bottle, I burped him, I held him close. I got up 2 or 3 times a night. Just like a baby. He was my baby. I bonded so closely, and he stayed by my side. As he grew older, he continued our tradition of me patting his back to lull him to sleep. He would lick my face, he would snuggle close. I loved him more than anything. I took it all for granted.
On December 13, of the same year, he got out of the house. We searched for him for 2 days. I finally found him in my neibors dog house, with their German Shepard, dead. I have been overwhelmed with sorrow. I long for the love of this creature! I discovered the true meaning of unconditional love, and a bond so terribly strong. It has all been ripped away. Only 4 short months I had with my Disney, yet it feels like years.
He will forever be in my heart.
Goodbye my sweet Disney.
I will love you forever and always
| Disney |
| Kim Tallon |