Dear Miss Kitty,
I know the last few days have been real hard for you. I am so sorry we didn’t know you were this sick, or we’d have acted so much sooner. I don’t think that I will ever stop feeling responsible for how this has happened.
I’m so sorry that we sometimes took you for granted, and just assumed you’d always be here. We didn’t take that many photos of you, because we figured we had time. We sometimes brushed you away when you wanted attention, if we were busy or not wanting to be bothered. For that I am SO sorry because if I’d have known your life would be so short, I’d have treasured every single head butt, purr and snuggle. I wish I had taken just those extra 30 seconds every now and again to make sure you had a pet on the head, or just watch you. Watch you sleep on the office chair, or in the window. I wish I’d have played with you more, instead of always putting your cat toys in the basket.
You were SO strong, and so brave. When I brought you home all those years ago, you were so sick but your heart was so full of life. You fought that fight for a long time, and you won. I never thought you’d get sick again, and I never thought that what we thought was a little cold would end your life.
We’re still wishing for a miracle here, but this morning you looked ready to go. Don’t think I’m not wishing with all my heart and soul that you’ll turn out ok, because I would give anything to bring you back home, and have you be just fine after all.
I, and the rest of the family, really, really love you. When you go, there will be a void in our hearts so big, that I’m not sure anything will ever be able to fill it.
I’ve spent the last 6 years watching you grow, watching you get healthy, and seeing the cat you became. I love so many little things about you, and losing those things in my life are breaking my heart into a milion pieces.
I will miss walking into a room and seeing you sleeping in your favorite spots…your Joe Boxer pillow, a window sill, the office chair. I will miss hearing you snore on my head at night, and I will miss SO much the ways you demanded attention. I will miss seeing that stumpy little tail wag back and forth when you are playing, and I’ll miss hearing your little chirps when you are happy to see us. Every time I see a little patch of sunshine, I’ll think of you and the way you liked to “charge” in the window. And I think that for as long as I live, I will always expect you to see you in an upstairs window, looking down on the world.
I love you. We all love you.
I love your little ears, and the way they’re not all brown, they have little edges of pink.
I love your beautiful green eyes, they were the prettiest I’d ever seen, they were a blue/green, and always so bright.
I love your cleopatra lines, and how they always made you look so beautiful.
I love your little nose and the way you’d always rub it against mine.
I love your little mouth and the way you’d give kisses.
I love your chin, and the way you’d lift it up when we rubbed underneath it.
I love your little paws, they were so dainty, like a princess.
I love your little spots, that you only had on one side. Only yesterday did I notice for the first time that when you sat a certain way, they looked like two halves of a broken heart.
I love your stumpy tail, and the way you’d wag it. You didn’t always realize you were a cat.
I love the way you purred so loud that you could hear it in the next room.
I love the little brown spot on the inside of your back leg.
I love your beautiful fur, it was always so thick and full of life.
I love your heart. It made you who you are, and who we are going to miss. You had limitless amounts of love, and you never once made us feel unloved. I never thought I’d see a day when that heart stopped beating.
I love you baby girl. You’re our princess, our baby, our everything. I still find myself pleading with the universe/God/whoever to please make you ok. To stop this before you’re gone. Please don’t think that by writing this I am wishing you away, because I’m not. I want you to be here, I want to see you at 10, and 15, and 20. I want to see that coat get full and shiny again and hear you on my pillow at night.
We love you. I hope that you always knew that, and that you never forget.