Okay I never mention sad things but I have to get this out. I got my cat "Ellen" in May of 1997. For weeks before I got her I looked at lots of places that had kittens Then one day in Reseda I went to a pet store and they had a sign that you would get a free kitten if you bought $20 worth of pet supplies. Well I went to where they were keeping the kittens. There must of been 20 kittens. They were all playing together except the one in the back of the pin. This kitten was very quite but very sweet. She had these big eyes that melted my heart. She was shy but friendly so I could relate to this kitten. So I picked her up and held her like you would hold a baby. The kitten didn't mind it being held that way. So I brought her home. She became my baby. She was my "Ellen"
You must remember this was 1997. Ellen DeGeneres was coming out and here was this kitten that looked like she was wearing a TUX so I had to call her "Ellen".
"Ellen" my kitten was sweat. She loved to sit on my lap. A few months after I got "Ellen" my life went into the toilet. To make a long story I had to grow up despite my immaturity.
In August of 1997 I had a breakdown. I had to pull myself together. I thought for awhile that no one loved me or ever would. However right when I thought nobody loved me or would ever love me "Ellen" jumped in my lap. Then I knew there was someone that cared & loved me. So what it was a cat. She needed me to feed her & to take care of her. She loved me. She needed me. Her jumping on my lap at that moment saved me from feeling too sorry for myself. Right then I knew for some reason thought and knew nobody could ever love or take care of her like I would.
Now about 2 months ago "Ellen" started losing weight. I put her on medication but sadly today as I was going to work I found her dead. She was outside. Covered in flies. She was alive just a few hours before. The night before she ate a whole can of cat food. She slept the night before on my big chair.
I felt so bad because I wasn't there when she died. I know this sounds like Diane Chambers here (From Cheers The Tv Show) but"Ellen" saved my life. She needed me as much as I needed her. She became my 100% focus when I got sober. ( I was a drinker)
On July 25 , 2008 I lost her. I had her for 11 years. Everyday I had her was joy. She may have had an accident here and there but oh well. When hurricane Katrina hit she was about the only thing I had left. When we evacuated we saved our pets and nothing else. I am not sorry for saving my cats life. She was worth saving.
The pain I am going through now was worth the 11 years that I had her. I will never have another cat like her. She was special. She was my baby. I miss my Ellen.
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