Happy Monday my dears!
I hope everyone had a fabulous Thanksgiving!
This year, Mychael and I actually had a great Thanksgiving.
Last year, on the eve of Thanksgiving we had to let our little girl go to the Rainbow Bridge.
We knew she had bad kidneys but she wouldn't let us treat...
but after speaking with the vet, and after an ultrasound they found that she had cancer
in her abdomen, it was inoperable and had taken over most of her organs...
We cancelled all plans, and mourned through all of our vacation.
My parents dropped by, and brought us plates of food... we didn't really eat
until days later...
Miss Kitty was my first cat.
She was our family cat. Before her, my Dad didn't like cats. He was a dog person.
Miss Kitty adopted him and told him who was boss, she became our first indoor cat.
After hurricane Ike, I moved in with Mychael and his parents.
...but I wasn't leaving my cats behind. Miss Kitty was one of the cats that came with me.
The family wasn't an animal family, Miss Kitty changed them.
Miss Kitty was stubborn and adopted Mychael,
she took over his boxes, his sub for his speakers, his chair and his lap.
...then, a month ago today...
I lost my Marco.
I cried myself to work that morning, burst into tears in my office, then cried myself home.
I didn't think I could ever survive without my Marco.
He slept on my bed since I was little, he was my movie watching partner.
He helped me study for my bio/chem tests, he watched me as I got ready for work
and greeted me when I got home...
I've had him since I was a kid.
I'm okay. I know he is in my heart. I know that he and his Mom - Miss Kitty are waiting
for Mychael and I at the rainbow bridge.
Miss you Marco, our little kitchen helper.
Our other two kitties have helped us tremendously.
I'll be adding them to the Furkids tab soon.
It's long over due.