I Miss My Pet
Today is #ThrowbackThursday on Twitter.
I cant help but think of my wonderful Little Girl, our kitten named Rose, that I lost over a year ago.
Rose because of her incredibly pink nose and my love of roses… But my daughter at the time was in love with all past shows of Doctor Who. I recalled that one of his travel companions was named Rose and so the name stuck.
In the short time that we had her we grew to love her. So much that we snapped pictures of her everywhere we went. We took her to my moms and she loved the ride there and back.
Here are our favorite ones of her bouncy little self.
This last one is the last picture we took of her. We miss that little girl!
I am comforted in knowing she is in a much better place now, although I think back often of that day when I found her collapsed in my foyer. So helpless. Such a gut-wrenching time for me to remember. Losing the sweet Little Girl (as we called her) was one of the toughest things I’ve had to go through, and I’ve gone through a lot.
I have lots of regrets.
All the things that run through my head!
All the “What ifs”
What if I had paid attention to the heavy breathing soon after running and dropping to rest on the ground.
What if I had seen the beautiful green eyes lose their color to a murky brown (signifying anemia or AIDS). We had rescued her from a very malnourished stray cat that was, as Rose was, flea-infested.
But in the end I have to breathe in and just realize that it happened for a reason. Who knows what that reason is?! I don’t think I will ever understand, though. We miss her terribly and she will be missed forever.
We hope to rescue a similar kitten soon. I know it will never replace her, but we have so much love to give that we have to at least help out and adopt a rescue kitten.