A piece of my heart is gone forever. [06 Feb 2008|12:25am] [ mood | in mourning ] Last Wednesday, I had to take one of my cats to the emergency clinic. She hadn't been eating for a while and was becomming more lethargic by the day. They ran a combo test and she tested positive for feline leukemia. The prognosis was not good, and they said the best thing we could do for her was to end her suffering. So my mom and I had to make the decision to put her to sleep. It was the hardest thing I have ever had to do. Anyone who knows me, knows I love my animals more than life its self, but Kitt was extra special to me. When she and her two litter mates were very young, their mother died. We found them huddled together under an old retired box blade that sat unused at the barn - I was immediately in love. I remember my friend being there when we found them, and reacing under to pick Kitt up. There she was, only two weeks old and eyes closed but she immediately started hissing and popping, trying to seem feirce but failing miserably and only making us laugh. She was a pistol from the get-go! The following months were filled with bottle feedings every three hours. (The ones in the wee hours in the morning were the most fun...) Kitt was such a sloppy eater! Second only to her sister, Gizmo. They always had to have baths right after meal times. Kitt grew into a small but beautiful cat. She was my rough and tumble tom-boy-kitty, in stark contrast to her dainty sister, nicknamed Princess Mo. She was always ready to play chase or wrestle, but also loved to be sweet. She would often raise up on her hind legs asking for a pat on the head or scratch behind the ears. I think of her every day, and I will miss and love her for enternity. She'll always be my little Kitt-Katt. In Loving Memory of Kitt. Gone but never forgotten. March 17, 2005 - January 30, 2008 3 comments|post comment

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