@Susanluc59

1 year ago

This tiny tune took me back to when I adopted my furry soul mate. She was a black and white tuxedo cat, and had been living in a crawlspace under a church, and the parishioners had been feeding her the best they could, but knew this was not a solution to her well being, so they gathered her up and took her to the local vet, which happened to be my vet. As it happened, I already had a cat, I had had her for about a year, and one day she became oddly ill. She was an extremely active little girl named Satin, but when I came home from work my mom told me there was something wrong with her, as for the whole day she had been sitting on the arm of a chair just panting. I rushed her to my vet, and my vet said to leave her overnight, and she would call me in the morning. She called the next morning and told me my little Satin had heart failure. She wasn't 100% positive, but she was 99%. The only way to be sure was to do an extremely expensive test that involved remoting into the veterinary college in PEI, but she assured me they would tell me the same as the she did. That was the day I had to give up my little Satin. I was crushed. She never even had a fair chance at life. This was a Tuesday. As I tried to comprehend what had just happened, my vet asked me if I was interested in looking at the tuxedo cat that had been brought to her. By now she had had her for close to a week, and everyone she showed her to declined to take her. I also said no, and the vet asked if I would at least look at her, and maybe tell others about her. I said sure, and she brought her in to me and placed her on the table. The new cat immediately walked up to me and reached her paws up and wrapped them around my neck. In the midst of my grief, I had found my new pet. I told her I would take her, and Thursday I went back to get her, as the vet very kindly offered to spay her and give her all her needles for free. As I was putting her in the carrier to take her home, the vet assistant asked what I was going to name her. I told her I wasn't sure yet, and she said that no matter what, it would suit her, and that they would miss her as she was such a sweetie. And there it was~ she went from being a cat with no name to a cat named Sweetie. She became the best thing in my life. She was so gentle, so loving and so kind. Her paws wrapped around my neck and her soul around my heart. And honestly, if her aura could be heard, it would have been the music you are playing in this video. Thank you for giving me that gift. It has been over 8 years since I lost my Sweetie girl, but not a day goes by that I don't think about her, or a night goes by that I don't still feel her little body on the bed beside my pillow.

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