The cat could very well be man's best friend but would never stoop to admitting it. ~Doug Larson
I called my step mom this morning only to find out she's putting Little Kitty to sleep. It was a tough choice but an inevitable one. Some time ago Little Kitty's health had taken a decline.
Some time ago, 17 years ago, Little Kitty came to live with us. If I remember right, Susan brought her home. She came home nameless. And because all four of us (Dad, Susan, Linds & I) have very creative minds we came up with - nothing. It might have been the fact that dad & I weren't too fond of having a cat either. But at 16 I was sure fond of volunteering to go get the supplies needed!!! Anything to drive even if it was dad's '82 S-10 stick shift truck that I was unsure of driving.
Little Kitty came to be Little Kitty because her momma's name was Miss Kitty! Ah, ha! How's that for creativity! I'll take the credit for suggesting that! ; ) I think we thought of that all in a few minutes time.
Now that she had a name, she needed supplies. Linds, Mikey and I all piled in and we headed to Venture's. I remember being disappointed with the selection to choose from with the amount of money I was sent with. For the feeding dishes, I think my choices were white and pink. I wanted something more livelier than white - but I wasn't a fan of pink. - We came home with pink.
I've grown up with dogs - never cats. I suspected this cat to be like any dog I have ever had. Fun, playful and above all - lovable. Gee, that didn't take long to figure out...
As every cat owner knows, nobody owns a cat. ~Ellen Perry Berkeley
I can't say I ever made friends with Little Kitty. I tried and tried. But it was always on her terms. After I moved out I became extremely allergic to her and would only torment her in passing. OK maybe not all the time. But sometimes I would feel the need to be tested for rejection so I would try to stick out my hand so that I could pet her. Yep - still not good enough for her! ; )
As all pets, she leaves paw prints on the heart (and some scratches and bite marks on the hands) I leave you with this today...
Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.
When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.
All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor. Those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.
They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent. His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.
You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.
Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together....
Author unknown...
Peace
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Sorry to hear about Little Kitty. Ironically I was just thinking about her the other day as if I remember she is a good mouse catcher and there is currently one lurking in my office at work. I had told my co-workers that I need Little Kitty to come to work with me for a few days and she would get rid of the mouse. =)
You all will be in my thoughts and prayers.
I am sorry for your loss.
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