I was there when you were born. You were smaller than the others and a lil dopey. I chose you because you showed so much love, always purring and kneading the carpet. I named you Ugly, not cuz you were, but it just seemed to stick. You were a lil different from most cats, you didn’t really like too many people, you were very shy and you had a whole bunch of strange habits.
You stood by me thru all my problems and tears. I made a promise to us both that no matter what, I would never leave you. And I hope that you know how much I love you, and how much it kills me that during my grandmother’s death I didn’t notice you were sick until the last night you snuck out and died, never to be found. It kills me that you didn’t die in my arms, and I am so sorry. I love you and I miss you terribly and it’s killing me inside not knowing where you spent your last moments. Ten years we spent together and I never thought it would hurt so much without you here. You were a strange cat, with strange habits, licking all my shoes at night, licking walls and windows, your strange love affair with water. You always listened and you always purred and loved me no matter what.
I am devastated over the way you died. I feel guilty for not noticing until it was too late that something was wrong and I never got to say goodbye to you. I still look for you, wondering where you died, and if you were in pain. Why did you go out? Why didn’t you stay to die with me? I miss you so much. I am sorry for not being there for you and I love you with all my heart. You can never be replaced. R.I.P. Ugly S.
Never forgotten,
| Ugly |
| 29, July 2011 |
| Stephanie |