{My Midnight}
{Adopted} October 1984 —– November 28 1999
I remember the day I picked you out. I was 11 years old.
It was a Sunday when we went to the animal shelter.
I saw alot of cats that day but you were the one sticking
your arms outside the cage yowling up a storm.
My dad showed me to you. I loved you for an instant.
Your silky jet black fur and big yellow-green eyes you were adorable.
I named you Midnight because of your dark fur.
You never did answer to that name.
So I picked up a cat book I started to name out all the
names …and I came to Sweetpea.
You looked up and meowed to me.
From that day on you were my little Sweetpea..
“Peeper Cat” is what we called you for short.
You grew up with me through my awkward teenage years.
My constant companion and friend always there when
I needed a cuddle or a purr.
You loved to be kissed right on top of the head
or rubbed on your belly.
Mom always said you were a gentleman cat.
Dad used to turn you on your back and rub your belly.
He brushed your beautiful fur.
I will miss the touch of your fur.
When we took in the stray little kitten you hissed and
growled at me for months.
But after awhile you took care of the kitten…licking his
fur and showing him how to be a cat.
He might of been in your way at times playing too rough or
eating your food…but he respected you as the elder cat.
Baby will always love you. He will miss you so much.
You were his friend and parent.
He is meowing for you now I think he realizes you have passed on.
About 2 years ago your health began to fail.
I think you were becoming a elderly cat.
For some reason you stopped eating. I took you to the vet;
he thought your kidneys or liver was failing.
I wasn’t ready to let you go yet. I fed you with a syringe
I know you hated that but it kept you alive.
It took two weeks before you would eat solid foods again.
It wasn’t until you smelled my Chik-Filet sandwich that you
got your appetite back. You began to eat a little more after that.
I think I saved your life.
As an old kitty I knew it wasn’t easy for you to get around.
Your joints were stiff your hearing dull and your sight dim.
You didn’t want to play very much.
You had a couple of accidents in the house but I didn’t care…
I wanted you close to me.
Last week I came home and found half a coral snake on the porch.
I wasn’t home all day and I didn’t have enough food out
to fill your bellies. I felt awful. I was such a bad mommy
for not being home to take care of you.
I watched you closely for a couple days.
You didn’t want to eat much.
I didn’t take you to the vet because I thought maybe
you were going to be okay.
I was at the library all day today doing research for a project.
When I came home I called for you to come inside.
Baby cat came inside but you didn’t.
I assumed you were asleep.
I got concerned when I couldn’t find you outside.
When I turned on the lights out on the porch and in the pool
I saw what had happened.
There you were…floating…motionless.
You had drowned. I’m so sorry you had to die like that.
Alone…I may have been able to save you.
I saved you once I wanted to save you again.
Many blessing to you in your parting my sweet kitty.
Forever you will be in my heart and my memories.
I love you….your Mama.
Rachel
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