Miss Kitty...
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Tough thing to go through, indeed, Larry. When a pet has been with you for so long, they become part of you. I remember you talking about Cooter (that was his name, wasn't it?) and how hard it was.
@George-K said in Miss Kitty...:
Tough thing to go through, indeed, Larry. When a pet has been with you for so long, they become part of you. I remember you talking about Cooter (that was his name, wasn't it?) and how hard it was.
Yes, Cooter. He was something... he loved me like dogs love you. You knew that he welcomed your petting him, but his love was just for me.
A funny story about Miss Kitty... up until about a year ago when my dog Booger showed up, every time I went outside Miss Kitty would go sit by the floor to ceiling windows and watch me leave. When she heard my car pull up again she would come running to the door (which is also framed glass) and watch as I came into the house, wanting me to pick her up and pet her. Sometimes she would just sit at the door looking out and wait the entire time I was gone. There were many times she would sit by the door for hours and never leave her spot until I got back home.
Miss Kitty lived a life filled with love. She had her own bedroom, her own bathroom, she ate her favorite brand of food, a fresh little co trainer was opened and given to her any time she wanted to eat. She never wanted for anything - whether it was material, or loved on. I'm going to miss her, but I am at peace with it because she's better off.
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Sorry, Larry. It's always very sad to lose a loved pet. As others have said, 26 years is an amazing life-span.
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She sounds like she was a perfect cat for you. I'm glad you were able to spend some time together last night - and glad her end was peaceful. Those "paw prints on your heart" are a gift we can cherish forever. Do you have a picture you can share?
@kluurs said in Miss Kitty...:
She sounds like she was a perfect cat for you. I'm glad you were able to spend some time together last night - and glad her end was peaceful. Those "paw prints on your heart" are a gift we can cherish forever. Do you have a picture you can share?
I do...
Thanks everyone.
I got my cousin to help me dig the hole. My niece found a rock shaped like the state of Tennessee laying in the woods, and she put it on top of the grave so nothing could dig it up. Then she took another rock and while we were digging the hole she took a hammer and chipped at it until she liked the shape, and used it for a headstone. I figured when I asked my cousin to help dig a hole it would just be us, but the whole clan got involved and made it an event..
Afterwards I saddled up Matt Dillon and went for a ride through pasture. That's always nice and peaceful, and if you ride slow through the cattle and sing softly to them, they will follow you around. So I ended the day watching the sun set while riding another one of my animal friends, surrounded by a bunch of cattle. You can't watch bull calves playing and be sad at the same time.
I have lots of memories with Miss Kitty. She lived a good life.
