missing 10 months ago. I've never fully gotten past it and the past week has been extra hard on me with not having her here. They say you're not supposed to give up hope when an animal goes missing, but Molly was the sweetest, most loving cat and I know I'll never see her again. I believe someone took my girl. I feel that she is happy, but she was our cat for her whole life. Her whole 14 years of life, and I bet she wants her humans just as much as we want her. Someone took my cat and I'm never going to get to hold her and pet her again. I wish I had something to bury or give me closure, but I'm just stuck crying over my cat. I want to say I'll see her again in heaven but I don't even know if she's still alive and that's what pulls me from that idea. I saw a picture on an animal shelter site from October that looked exactly like her and immediately went to see if it was her. They said the cat was already adopted and part of me feels like it was really her and I lost my chance to get her back. I hate whoever took her. I handed out flyers and posted on all the groups I could. I almost feel positive that whomever took her, knows she's ours and lives near us. I don't want to think about the saddness anymore, but I don't ever want to forget my cat. She was a tough girl. We wanted to spend as much time with her as we could before she passed, but that opportunity was lost when she went missing. I love you, Mollybear.
Thank you to all that have commented. I'm sorry for not replying to each of you. I'm bad with words, but reading your comments have helped me greatly. I learned a lot. I was not aware of the Rainbow Bridge and the idea gives me hope, although it still breaks my heart. This time of year is hard without my girl.