Rob worked at a tool rental place. Every evening he would drop a co worker off at home. Normally he did not stay and visit. One day he came home from work and said there were sick kittens next to his building. The next night he stopped at his co workers and turned off his truck. He said he heard a cat and opened his hood. There was a kitten between his head light and battery. We lived in the country on a chicken farm and there was only one vet in town. He was Indian and did not speak English well. We rushed the cat to the Vet and told him if she was going to die then we would pay to put her down. I will never forget his words and my husband and I still laugh about it. He said IT LIVE, IT LIVE. So Rob syringe fed this kitten for days. One day he called me at work and said, come home we are getting another one. It took me several minutes to understand what he was talking about. So that evening we drove to the next bigger city to a pet store. Normally we believe that you should not get cats and dogs from the pet store. So since we were feeling guilty about being at the pet store we bought the ugliest cat they had. It was so neat. We had a couple of deaths in the next few months and we would take her home with us and walk her on a leash. Every time we walked her someone would argue with us and tell us that she was a baby lion. It was comical.
Saturday after we burried Bridgette I ran out. Rob asked me if I would be mad if there was a new kitten there when I got home. I said yes. I would love a new kitten but truthfully we can not aford all the shots and getting her or him de clawed and fixed right now. We will see what happens over the next few months. What do you think, should we get a new kitten sooner or later
Showing posts with label Bridgette. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bridgette. Show all posts
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
Cat
Rob bought Bridgette home last Friday so we could burry her in the back yard. We woke up early Saturday morning to do it. They all helped. Faith spoke about her cat and how much she loved her. It was so sad friday night we decided to stay snuggled up in the livingroom watching a movie together. Everyone would get quiet and get into the movie and then Grace would start crying. After we burried her I found Grace in my bed crying and holding the dog. She said "momma, why did we put Bridgette in that stinky hole, that is a stinky hole and she does not have food. If she was in the house we give her the food we have, why is she in that stinky hole". At one point Friday night she asked daddy, is Bridgette close by, Rob had to contain himself before making up something so she did not have to know she was in my van. Here are some other random things that were said or done the night before we burried her. When Rob got out of the van on Friday night he said he heard a cat hissing and he thought it was Bridgette, he said all he could think was pet cemetary.
Michael crying so grace cries so Michael looses it and grace looses it
Hope says she wanted Bridgette to move out of the house with her and play with her kids
Hope asking if she can have the box Bridgette is buried in to play with.
Grace thinking she is pretend dead, she said I know she really will come back, just tell her it is not pretend time anymore.
The dog going under the table and faith crying because that is bridgettes favorite spot. The cat has always layed under the coffee table so when she saw the dog under there Friday night it was too much for her.
Telling kids about how we got her, it is such a neat story. I will write about it later.
Robert having to stop for gas on the way there, I feel terrible but the vet was 45minutes away and I had already done it twice that day.
Rob saying he is putting her under the dog house so the dog does not dig her up. Then all day Saturday and Sunday Hope kept telling me there was a paw sticking out of the dirt (bridgette was in a blanket and a box), so she just knew Bridgette was coming back.
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