April 2nd 2010 8:42 am
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Okay, so it's a day late, but everyone knows that's normal for me. But I don't need a special day to think of you, Jas. You were my first cat (at least as an adult -- we'd had a cat and dogs as a kid) and will always have a very special place in my heart. Same with Daddy. After all, he bought you for me as an anniversary gift when we were first dating. You had a special bond with each of us.
I think of you every day when I see the picture of you and George sleeping together on my desk and my computer. Or when I go by the flower garden where you are buried. I can't believe this Christmas it will be 5 years since you went to the bridge. I've always loved Christmas, and still always will, but it's always a little sad, too, because we lost you just a few days before. I never expected you to die -- you were never diagnosed with anything terminal. I knew for sure the evening before that you were starting to go downhill again and I was going to have to call Dr. Armstrong in the morning. Selfish me was worried about him keeping you over Christmas -- you had been there so much that last year -- and instead I lost you forever. I am so sorry.
But, as any good parent, I learned from you, my "firstborn" too. And last fall I acted quicker and did better when George got sick. He still eventually joined you at the Bridge, and I am glad you two are together again. I miss you both everyday.
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