Ms Too Too Kool Kat
Born: February 22, 1998
Died: December 5, 2006
Why are YOU crying for me when we smiled and laughed, I’m puzzled why
I’m the reason for that.
Gently reminding you said "no matter what – we are never apart."
Human sadness has made you stop listening to your heart.
So many fun times, how happy my life w/you, is where my hearts
at!
Forever, never, ever, stop smiling when you think of your Kool
Kat.
I know it’s difficult to believe that your heart knows,that your
kiss goodbye is always second to your kiss hello.
If you start to cry, Mom; remember this; when you’d say, "pay the
troll" and I’d give you a big kiss.
That always made you smile real big; always a smile will be me.
Until we meet at rainbow bridge; my only way to comfort thee.
Good-Bye is Your Word. For My Mommers Ms Bob
Ms Too Too Kool Kat, I miss you so much. It has been most difficult
losing you, my first cat child. @ 55 I know now that I can never
be hurt again and that I’m not afraid of any other loss in this
lifetime. I knew it would be a sad day but I was unprepared for
my sudden loss of you and this devastation that is consuming me.
There are short stories I would like to write about you for a
first time pet owner as well as the many wonderful stories I
could write about you but it’s been hard to get pass my tears.
You could make me laugh when you flossed your teeth or when you
would point like a dog so I would throw your ball. Or when you
would refuse to eat any people food, even lobster or when you
sat like me. My friend in the fur coat, I couldn’t have taken
enough pictures of you. My other friends also believed you were
a person in your previous life. In this point in time there is
not one thing I can think of that can make me happy again. I’m
just passing time until we can be together again. I know you
wouldn’t want me to be sad, I’m trying hard not to be, but as
long as I’m here, I just cant help it. Even though I know in
my right mind we both knew but there just wasn’t the time. I
finally admit it- that is what hurts me the most. We were so
in tuned to one another. I thought I was going crazy until I
met people who feel my pain. You showed me I could love
unconditionally. You have my heart.
Most Sincerely Your,
"Mommers"
If the pain I have now was the pain you endured to be with me one
more year. I am so very sorry. You never showed pain even though
the specialist said it compared to have a human migraine 25/7/365.
You were always so good at the vets. To have this awful "stuf"
going on with you and you were such a good girl. I’m crying now
knowing I had no choice but to have your eye removed, we were all
surprised that within two days your condition seem it accelerated
years without treatment, with the ulcer now taken over your eye
compounded with your glaucoma.
You would be freed finally of those meds, the pain and doctors
after 2-1/2 years. Had I waited another day your eye would have
bursted at home. I agonize loosing you Ms Too Too but would have
agonized more had that happen and I was unable to get you to the
vets in time. Even though you could still have a productive life
with one eye I feel you decided enough was enough possibly sparing
me to care for you. but oh I would still and as long as it need be,
I hope you knew that. You were really the "boss" deciding if there
had to be a way to not wake up but to keep on sleeping was the
way.
I’m not upset with you my fur girl, my right mind says it was meant
to be. But when I am emotionally grounded, I will ask that one
question. All I can say for now is without admitting fault the
cost of your surgery was written off, as I was told because it
was "most unfortunate."
I thought surely she would outlive me. She never went outside,
she even had a self-cleaning litter box so she would always
dig around fresh litter. I combed her hair twice a day besides
the brushing. She drank filtered water, I made all her toys and
there was a time every day to play because I didn’t let outside.
She had platforms to sit on so she could look out the window in
the living and my office to lie in the sun and have fresh air. I
adopted her from our local shelter for cats 8 years, 5 days
ago.
I was able to "place" Ms Too Too on our new office property
(5-acres) I held her on the way back; she was still warm,
thinking she’ll wake up now. I have all these naturally heart
shape rocks around her. Tiny one to really big ones. I even
have her full name etched in stone. My boss asked if she could
plant a pussy willow tree for her and one of my friends got me
this little bench with the iron made of all kinds of animals, so
I would have a place to sit since I spend my lunch hour and when
I get off work with her. She tells me she’s not there and I tell
her well fur girl, that’s the last place I seen ya.
Oh how I love that cat. they tell me this ache will go away, I
just wish someone could tell me when.
Ms Bob Santiago









