Gypsy was my best friend, like a sister to me. I knew her my whole life, she was even there when I came home from the hospital as a newborn. Whenever I was sad she would come to comfort me, and she always helped.
She was a crazy cat, but that is what I loved about her. She used to knock down the ornaments at christmas and then pat them around on the floor. She always seemed to love the apple ornaments best.
She would run around like there was a mob chasing her, when I was just trying to pet her. If she was not doing that then she was putting her paw under the bathroom door and trying to play with you. Or she was waiting at the door always with a meow as we were coming home. She had this cute way of opening the treat container where she held it with her back legs and opened it with her front paws and her teeth.
I guess I took all these cute things she did for granted, because I did not realize how much I did miss her chewing on my pencil while I was doing homework, of how much I did miss her jumping on my bed and keeping me awake at night with her squishes.
At 15 and three quarters got sick. She would not eat and she had trouble going to the bathroom. We took her to the vet and got an x-ray and bloodwork done. We found out that she had a giant tumor on her back leg near her stomach. We got medicine and prescription cat food,but we knew there was no hope. She weighed in at 5 pounds and 3 ounces, and she got thiner. We knew her time had come.
We found out on January 6 that she had Addison’s disease and hypo thyroid as well. On Jan. 9 I woke up. My mom already left for work and I went in to pet her. I touched her and she did not move the only way I knew she was alive was by seeing her little tummy moving up and down. I lifted up her head and she had this sad but loving look I her eyes. I knew it was her time, but I was not ready to let go.
I said good bye and left for school. I thought about it all day. When I came home my mom was just coming home, too. Since she goes to work and comes home late every day I thought it was weird that she came home at the same time. We walked in and found her lying on the ground together. It was like a sign from Gypsy. We both knew at the same time. So we took her to the pet Cemetery and had her cremated and her ashes buried, but we kept some of the ashes in a film canister, so we always had a piece of her with us.
I Did not seem to think she would ever leave us, but I am sitting here alone and she is at the bridge. As I remember all the things she used to do like purring in my ear and scratching on the door as I left for school, I Know that I will never be happier than I was with her in my life. Goodbye my friend you will forever have a place in my heart. I will meet you
at the rainbow bridge.
With Love,
| Gypsy |
| Samantha and Elysia |