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29 Mar 2009
Could someone please repost the letter that was written about a pet dying to be given to those who don't get it. Thank youl
26 Mar 2009
Ernie - 4/18/1989 - 3/21/2009
To Ernie, You died on Saturday, your last breathes were a struggle and that I couldn't help you to breath, I would have given my last breath to you if it meant you would still be here. Your kidney's were failing and I couldn't do anything to stop that, I spent every moment with you telling you that its okay, you can go, you had held on a week, a lot longer then I thought you would. I knew the time was coming and I did what I thought I could and prayed everyday you would survive and be healed. My heart is broken, the tears don't stop and I'm stuck in my own version of hell. I still hear you meowing, you always had something to say, it wakes me up at night and in the mornings I still go through the routine, just stopping myself from putting fresh water and ice cubes in your bowl and opening a can of food but instead I prepare the dogs food. I go into the basment and do laundry or iron clothes and you always hung out with me meowing while I talk to you, filling your cat spa with some kat knip that you loved so much. I miss walking down the hall while you were in tow saying anything to you while you looked up at me meowing. Your dad dug your grave after you died at a friends house, on their property is a pet cemetary of all their lost fur babies, I thought that was the best place for you. It is a garden and there stands an angel 3 feet high and its covered in field stone and every spring flowers bloom. After he dug the hole and he placed you in there and I threw some dirt down and said goodbye kitty kat, your dad cried to, he filled the hole back up and above me in a tree was a bird it went on and on and on, I was to blinded by tears to even know what kind of bird it was, and it was at that moment all I knew is that you weren't buried there but you were buried in my heart. I have a marker for you that I have yet to take to your resting place, I dread that moment of visiting you and placing that stone where you lay. On Monday with every ounce of energy I could muster I took your litter box, cat spa and toys to the garage. I gathered your flea meds, the container of cat nip and your hairball treats and walked it over to the neighbors house and left it on there deck with a note. There cat wasn't out at that moment and I was grateful because thats what I was afraid of....breaking down all over again. I kept your ceramic water bowl that say's kitty on it and washed it and put it back where its always been, you loved your bowl and the ice cubes you insisted on having in it at all times - it remains empty now. Bailey misses you, my grief has been hard on her, she now wants to go outside and stays there and she lays on the deck looking at the neighbors house and watching the cat, I've seen her run to the fence and sit and watch for awhile, I wonder if she thinks its you. You were my constant companion, there for so many changes good/bad in our lives and here for sooooo many years, I will miss holding you or laying with you while you purred or pulling up in the driveway and there you were looking out the window and coming in the door and there you sat meowing curious of the bags I brought in and rubbing your face on everything. You were my first cat and probably my last for a very long time. When you came into my life, I knew nothing of cats, we had already had two dogs and ten years into your life they had passed and you were there, you were the only one for awhile until two more dogs came along. I've learned something from you that I never realized is a relationship with a cat is far different from a dog, even though I miss Sam and Jake and grieved for years and still cry now and then and with both gone from our lives for 10 years and having Bailey and Ian now its a very special bond that only a person whom has or had a cat could ever understand. Regardless, loss of any type of fur baby is painful. I miss you Ernie and always will. I listen to Diamond Rio - One More Day with You - Because that is what I wish. Love your mom Thanks everyone, I'm grateful for this site and hope for peace with everyone who is and has suffered a loss of a pet.
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