Words of Comfort

Amy went to Heaven yesterday.  Dr. Stamp was wonderful, crying right along with us.  Amy slipped away, peacefully and relaxed ... finally free.

I am overwhelmed with the outpouring of comfort that my friends have offered. The phone calls and the emails have really helped. My favorite came from Karen. She said, "You are giving Amy a peaceful end. She won't know what you know. Feel the peace you are giving her." This is what I do for my critters. They love me unconditionally, and I sacrifice myself to give them peace.

Let me tell you the story of how Amy got her name.  When we found her in the barn as a tiny kitten, she was too young for us to bring her home.  We had to leave her there, but I was afraid that she would turn feral like her mom.  Every few days for three weeks, I visited the barn where she lived.  I would catch her and sit in my car with her, and pet her and talk to her, and she would scream and cry almost the whole time.  I remembered when our oldest daughter was in preschool, there was a little girl named Amy who cried at school every morning ... what a perfect name for a little kitten who also cried.

There is a beautiful new cat angel in Heaven today.

Hug your fur-kids. 

(Click HERE if you didn't see my post from last week, to learn what a special kitty Amy was.)