I Lived A Good, Long Life

My Nine Lives Have Expired

May 7th 2008 12:21 pm
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This is a sad way to start a diary. You see, I'm no longer here but at the Bridge. My mom feels very guilty about not starting it when I was alive, but what can you do now? Not much.

I had been getting very, very thin and frail lately. I had become incontinent. My dad would have to change the pee pee pad on my bed many times a day. My mom knew it was a matter of time when all my nine lives would expire. I had heard them (dad and mom) talking about putting me down. She would cry and say I guess it would be better. She always feels so much guilt when one of her beloved pets is getting closer to crossing the Bridge. Dad would tell her that I lived a very good life. A very long life. Loved and cared for. And it was just my time. But that doesn't take the guilt away. She'll be dwelling on the what ifs and the I should ofs for a long while. She's just that way.

My life with my mom and dad started when I was about 3 months old back in 1986. My dad found me by a used newspaper drop box May 29th. I was full of pine tree sap and quite scruffy looking, hence the name.

I came into a family that already had 6 cats and just a few days earlier dad had said to mom, "No more cats!" because she had decided to keep the mama cat she rescued from the alley and the kittens she had had (I outlived them all). Well, when he found me he was torn between leaving me there or taking me home. He didn't know what he was going to tell mom after those "famous last words". He chose to take me home. Mom noticed that he was talking like he was beating around the bush about something. Then, finally he admitted that he had found something. She asked what. A kitten. Where?? Where is it?? In the truck. Well, bring it in. She had no problem with me but dad had a real guilty look thinking about what he had said about "no more cats". He said he was going to find a good home for me.

She took one look at me and felt so bad 'cause of all the sticky sap all over me. She gave me a bath and tried to clip the sap off but it was just impossible to get it all. In time it all came off and I was beautiful.

I did have a good, long life. All my nine lives were lived with the same family in the same house, so yes, my dad really did find me a good home.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Scruffy~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~March 7(?), 1986 - May 5, 2008~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
~~~~~~~Crossed over the Bridge in her sleep at about 3:00 PM~~~~~~~~~
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~22 Years Old~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

 
 

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Purred by: SKIDS KITTY gone, never forgot (Catster Member)

September 12th 2011 at 11:20 pm

wow what a life you had, isn't it a blessing to have such a loving mom and dad. moma felt like she was giving up on me when she helped me to the bridge but it was time I had refused food for 4 days. so sad for a our pawrents when we have to go. Yea moma cried when she read your diary too.
lots of love and big hug to your mom. God bless them for taking in all the the kitties, MOL there are six kitties in my house now and dad said not more...mom is working hard to help moma ivey adjust to that household.
Purred by: Scruffy *Our Little Angel Girl (Catster Member)

September 12th 2011 at 11:43 pm

Thank you for the comment and for
visiting my page, Skids Kitty.

My mom always ends up crying when
she visits any of her furangel's
pages. She still finds it hard.


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