I found Peantoe when I was about 4; she was a stray and was kicked out of the litter for being the runt. She was lonely cold and hungry under a tree across the road. We gave her a warm bed on the porch a bowl of food and water and she came and stuck around she loved being outside we tried letting her in but she hated coming in she belonged out doors were she could roam. She loved hunting birds mice and anything she could get her paws on; she had gorgeous golden eyes and the softest fur and shed always have away to make you feel better. She’s been there for it all and the day my sister came running into my room telling me she was dying devastated me.
She was only 10 years old. I went out in the garage and she couldn’t walk; the vet thinks she got hit by a car. I stayed by her side the whole time; when we had to put her down, I kissed her forehead and scratched behind her ear and as I left her I looked back at her staring at me, me staring at her and I knew in my heart that was the last time we would meet face to face for a long time. After she had passed I said one last goodbye then left.
The pain is horrible.
I didn’t know that it was just the begining of my tears. The next day they were worse; I feel alone and sad and everything I do makes me think of her. I am really depressed. All I want is my kitty back. I still can’t believe she’s gone; it was so soon. I still think I’m going to walk out into the garage and hear her jump down and see her peering around the corner meowing with love. I know pain is excruciating;
it sucks.
It feels like nothing you’ve ever felt. It feels like you’re being stabbed in the heart but it also feels empty. I miss you Peanto and one day when it’s time, I will come pick you up at the end of rainbow bridge were you wait for me with god and me and you will cross
rainbow bridge together and never part.
You're still here,
| Peantoe |
| 29, Nov 2010 |
| Corey Beck |