Wednesday, April 5, 2017

Dear Litte Cat - A Letter From The Heart

We are going to let our mom take over today. Her eyes keep leaking and she said she really needs to write this. She asked us to warn everyone that is is very, very sad and she doesn't want you to be upset. Also, we want to assure you that we are all fine and well.

p.s.

If you want to share this letter mom said it would be okay.

Purrs,
Clarissa








Dear Little Cat,

I was on my way to work this morning when I saw your lifeless body in the road. You lived on a street somewhere in my neighborhood. I drove around you and went on my way. But I couldn't get you out of my mind. I knew your spirit was gone, but I couldn't leave your body in the road. I got off the expressway at the next exit and went back to where I saw you. You were still there, and I was grateful that you hadn't been hit again.

Dear Little Cat, I parked at the side of the road and looked for something in my car to put you in. All I had were some reusable bags from the grocery. That would have to do. I hope you didn't mind that I used one of the bags to pick you up. Your little body was stiff. There was only a little blood near your head. I carefully put your body in the other bag and put the bag I had used to pick you up over you.

Dear Little Cat, not knowing what else to do, I took you to my vet's office. Maybe you had been there before when you were alive. It's there in the neighborhood. One of the technician's scanned you for a microchip. You didn't have one. The technicians assured me that your body would be cremated.

Dear Little Cat. I am so very sorry this happened to you. I will never know if you had a home and people who loved you. Maybe you were always a free spirit and never belonged to anyone. Maybe you were a door dasher and escaped and now your people will never know what happened to you. Maybe you cried and cried and cried to go outside and your people finally gave in and let you out. Maybe they cared more about their furniture being scratched up. Only you know they answer.

Dear Little Cat. You were such a pretty little silver tabby. I will never forget you. I hope your death was swift and painless. And I hope you are running through the fields and enjoying your new life across the Rainbow Bridge. And I hope you know that I care.

Clarissa's Mom