5 years ago. . .

Five years ago today I had to say goodbye to one of the loves of my life, a true loyal companion. I had to ultimately make one of the hardest decisions of my life-- I had to say goodbye to my 19 year old precious, loving cat Whitten. He was a handsome fella, and for so many years I would fall asleep at night to the sound of his soft purring in my ear-- this is the cat that when I was in the last months of pregnancy and getting up 4 to 5 times a night to pee would climb out of bed with me and sit next to the toilet and wait and then patter back to bed with me only to repeat an hour and a half later.

It isn't too often that such a deep, emotional love is shared with someone who has never even spoke a single word to you -- but the love I felt for my Whitten was as much as I feel for my children and his passing was so very difficult. Driving home from the vet without him in my lap, knowing I would never hold him again was agonizing. As we pulled back in the driveway, which was covered with snow my breathe was literally taken away-- there on the dormant rose bushes was a full bloomed yellow rose that had not been there when we left-- it was a last gift from my buddy and I know it was his way of telling me that the choice I made was the right one-- as he had been in so much pain the few weeks prior. He was no longer able to eat or drink on his own and I had to feed him with an eye dropper, he needed help getting into the litter box and getting out, he had went from a hefty 18 lbs to a mere 12.

Five years later I still cry when I think of him, he was not just a cat or a pet, he was a family member, a friend, a love and I still miss him. I can't wait to get to Heaven and hear him purr again and hold him in my arms.

Love you Whitten~