Last week we had a very sad week when it comes to pets. We got a call one night from our neighbor wondering if all of our kitties had made it home for the night. We were indeed missing one – lil’ miss Mei-Mei. She (our neighbor) had found an injured cat in her yard and had taken it to the emergency vet, from the description we knew it was ours. I called the vet right away but sadly they had to put her to sleep soon after she arrived because her injuries were so severe.
Man that breaks your heart. She was my little buddy. She hated to be petted or touched and would bite me all the time. Greg and I thought she would out live us all because she was so feisty. But at the same time she would sleep right next to my head every night (just out of my reach….and if i did accidentally touch her , yes, she would bite me =) but every single time Fiona would cry in the night Mei-Mei would get up with me and follow me to her room, then sit quietly just off to the side until Fiona went back to sleep and then she would quietly follow me back to bed and fall back to sleep. She was my little helper. I miss looking up while rocking fi and seeing her patiently waiting, watching over Fiona to make sure everything was all right.
We’ve been telling Fiona that mei-mei is gone and that we can’t see her anymore. That she is in the sky, or in kitty heaven. Fi tells us that she is napping somewhere – I believe her. But this morning Fi wanted to pet Mei-mei. I told her that we couldn’t really pet her anymore but that mei-mei was in her heart and she could pet her in heart. Fiona unzipped her p.j.’s and looked down and said, “I see her mommy I see her!” Then she walked around all morning with her hands over her heart and said, “I’m petting mei-mei mommy”.
To make the week even worse on Saturday Greg’s parents had to put down their 13 year old elkhound, who had been like a sarrogate mom to Zoe and her sisters.
A hard week for pets and hearts indeed.
