Alicat
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« on: April 05, 2010, 08:33:25 pm » |
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I'm still haunted by the beautiful face of that darling wee cat. She trusted me totally from the moment she met me. The day I took her from the Vet Clinic in Wellington, put her in my car and drove her up to Palmerston North where she met her new Mum and my parents - she showed no sign of any fear or concern. I hugged and kissed her goodbye and handed her over to 'R.' She sat on 'R's knee all the way back to Hawkes Bay still showing no signs of being upset or worried. Once she arrived at her new home she walked around then came out and sat on 'R's knee again with a contented look on her face.
She was happy and she was loved. I felt responsible for her - I still do. I made her my responsibilty when I decided I was going to find a home for her. I couldn't have loved her more if she had been one of mine.
I'm grieving as are Mum and Dad - but poor 'R' is heart-broken.
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