To much to say about My Yoda...an intelligent, docile,lovable big
hunk of 21 pounds when I did what I had to do...cant even say
it...I have cried so much every single day..but you got sick so
fast even though you had severe health issues I thought you were
doing ok....Yoda..I am a basket case and miss you so badly I
am getting sick over it...I am more alone now because You talked
to me..you stared at me at dinnertime..you just had this presense
I cant describe.. all the places you lied on..my couch, in the
dresser which is where you wanted most to be alone when you were
getting sicker...I tried...I gave you undivided attention here..SQ
ivs..which I tried to do but failed because you were moving on me
and Its tough doing this by yourself..feeding you via syringe and
giving you extra water every 15 minutes even though you tried to
eat and drink .You always used the litter box..you tried to walk
on yur own...you tried to climb up those special steps I got for
you.You tried...and and I feel defeated and lost now........it
wasnt enough....your brothers Shadow are Puff are missing you
also...Shadow had stayed with you in the one bedroom and once was
in the dresser with you..I had to chase him out...but he was
there..Puff came and and looked at you also....and they know
something was seriously wrong..
Now I cant yell out all those happy nicknames I had for you, even
though I still talk to you like you are here with me....cause I
know you arent here any more...but you have shown up four times at
night!!!...your image pops up in places and its
you!!....then I want to grab you and hug and kiss you
again....whether I am losing my mind actually Seeing you at
night I dont know....time will tell..I am not myself ..nor
anytime I lose one of my cat babies....or any pet.
I lost 3 pounds here totally lost my appetite for a whole week and
came back to me after I had you cremated which I wouldn recommend
to anyone ....I witnessed you for that from start to
finish..and to think that nothing was hardly left except bones and
dust remains..It was a wonder I didnt pass out...I said to myself
if my cat-son spent 14 years with me through many terrible
stressful events in my life and at the end he was suffering...I
can suffer witnessing his cremation....but now it runs thru my
mind and gets me very upset now looking at your Urn on my
dresser......I pray and Hope that God does exist..for now I
dont.....I go thru this all the time....I hope we see each other
in heaven...I love you so much...there are no words to describe my
love ...immense, incredible, outstanding. Insane,..hugh....I miss
you ...please dont stop visiting me at night..or come to me in my
dreams . Love you and miss you forever....Sandra