Cali

My precious baby girl, I know I cannot write this without tears. Of all the cats I have said goodbye to, you are the hardest. When we brought you home I wasn't sure at first you and I would ever get along. You came from a terrible home, your first five years you lived with cruel people who could show no love. You were frightened and you lashed out. I had never dealt with a kitty from such circumstances. I had to learn to read your clues and you slowly began to trust. In the short three years you were our baby girl, you taught us so much. From a scared little kitty who would hide under a bed you became a sassy, confident, affectionate girl. Only daddy and I knew this about you, the only two souls in this world who saw your gentle, sweet side. We tried sweetheart, we did everything in our power to keep you well. When we first learned you had a heart murmur we took you to a cardiologist. Every six months, as much as you hated to go, you had an your ultrasound. You took your daily medicine like a champ. You were doing well But when I heard you crying that morning I knew in my heart what had happened. I saw you laying at the bottom of the stairs with your back legs limp behind you and the expression on your beautiful face looking up at me was my worst nightmare came true. You were struck down by a blood clot. We did everything we could, everything we were SUPPOSED to do keep you with us and you still died. Time hasnt healed the pain of losing you.It never will