I have always had a pet. Cats mainly. I have had some losses I can't get over. I lost my cat, Zorro, oh how beautiful he was, He had a heart condition and died at 13 1/2 on Dec 8, 2005 while I was driving to the vets. I can't drive by that place without thinking of him. But I still had my Part Keshound Nikki, I called her "My Girl" like the song both she and Zorro were buddies, Zorro I got from a shelter in Sept 1992 and Nikki from a shelter in june 1993 They were with me when my kids were little 3 and 1 1/2. they experienced all the good times and bad and grew older along with my kids, now 21 AND 18 1/2 Zorro's passing was hard, but my son brought home Zoey, an abandoned kitten before he died. So I had Baby Zoey, Nikki my 13 yr old dog and OH BOB a stray that lived in the woods behind my house since 1995, so they claim. We moved in 2006 and took Nikki , Zoey and BOB. Things were going okay then my Nikki, who would go everywhere with me, to school with my kids, walks, visiting relatives. EVERYWHERE, I believe had a stroke in July of 2007. I vowed I would not have her put to sleep, and didn't I carried her everywhere. Yes she did have accidents, I cleaned them up. The vet said to put her down, but I looked in her eyes and told her I would always love her. She died in my arms on Dec 22, 2007 7:35 am. I have pictures of Zorro up, but I cannot get her pictures together. They were both cremated. I vowed I would never love another animal. I would just deal with old Bob and Zoey. Then in March of 2008 a stray cat came around my home. I knew she was a female TRi-colored Calico I took her in and she was pregnant. On March 27, 2008 5 kittens were born.... I named them Rocky, Socks,
and Orange tabby, I found a home for, Muffin a persian type I found a home for, and Monkey Face the runt. I was sick I didnt want any more pets I was still GRIEVING NIKKI So, I kept Sophie the mom, Rocky a big beautiful Tuxedo Black, Socks a skinny Tuxedo Black and Monkey Face. Oh yes I stillhad Zoey and BOB. Well, I know I said I would not love again, but Rocky stole my heart, he followed me everywhere, and slept next to me at night, he was like 18 lbs. I told him I would never leave him and would love him forever and we would grow old together. THeuy played around my home I live in the woods, but the is a road at the end of our very long driveway. On Friday nite Socks and Rocky ran out of the door. My husband and I were going to our sons basketball game when we came homejust socks was at ouR door. i knew immediately something was wrong. The next day I found him on the side of the road. I took him to be c cremated. I cannot eat, I cannot sleep, I am sick about letting them out. I should know better. Cars do not drive through your home. It is my fault I cant even get out of my chair, I have this prssure in my chest I cant make this pain go away. I wish I could turn back time. I want my ROcky back, I cant think,I am sick. I woll never be right again. I told my husband that we have to put an extra door so that the cats wont run out. So how late is that. I hate myself. I let him go I knew there were dangers. How could I let these innocent creatures out. I hate myself. I will never recover.
