Shelly was ran over on a cold December (22) night, I knew something was wrong that night she didn't come home. I didn't like her going outside, because our neighboorhood was starting to grow. before we didn't have anyone living near us so I didn't worry so much.
Every afternoon she would want to go outside, chase mice, run after moths or birds. She was always nice to people, she was the most amazing coat of calico ever. :-)
I treated Shelly like a baby, kind of how I treat my cat Ted Brogan.I would carry her around the house and talk to her.
every morning before I let her out I would say "have a good day." and let her outside, and every night when it got dark I would yell for her and she would come running from the woods really fast awaiting dinner, or she would just curl up and sleep. well one night came when she didn't come when I yelled for her. She had been staying out late the past few nights so I let her stay out. I had my window open for her to jump in anyways.
The next morning my dad told me about what had happened because he had come across her body near a driveway.
I cared alot about Shelly and I had to go and see for myself. I guess I was expecting to see a mess, (which now I am so glad I did not see) She looked the same as she did every day, in fact it didn't even lookl ike a car had ran her over. It looked like she was sleeping, but she was cold.
My dad's girlfriend and I burried her in the backyard, I wrapped her in one of my coats she would lie in and put a ziplock bag with some food and a letter in the pocket of the jacket for her. I know it probley sounds funny, but I did care a lot for her.
I got shelly from my younger brothers friend, I named her Shelly from a skit on MAD TV Michael McDonald would say Shelly C'mon to his Assistant. So the name stuck from that.
she had like a million nicknames.. from
chitsoru (chit-soar-roo)
ShooShoo Lavorie (lavor A)
Loaf of bread
shells
tiny cat
miss kitty
so many more that I have forgotten over time.
I miss you lil girl :*)
Every afternoon she would want to go outside, chase mice, run after moths or birds. She was always nice to people, she was the most amazing coat of calico ever. :-)
I treated Shelly like a baby, kind of how I treat my cat Ted Brogan.I would carry her around the house and talk to her.
every morning before I let her out I would say "have a good day." and let her outside, and every night when it got dark I would yell for her and she would come running from the woods really fast awaiting dinner, or she would just curl up and sleep. well one night came when she didn't come when I yelled for her. She had been staying out late the past few nights so I let her stay out. I had my window open for her to jump in anyways.
The next morning my dad told me about what had happened because he had come across her body near a driveway.
I cared alot about Shelly and I had to go and see for myself. I guess I was expecting to see a mess, (which now I am so glad I did not see) She looked the same as she did every day, in fact it didn't even lookl ike a car had ran her over. It looked like she was sleeping, but she was cold.
My dad's girlfriend and I burried her in the backyard, I wrapped her in one of my coats she would lie in and put a ziplock bag with some food and a letter in the pocket of the jacket for her. I know it probley sounds funny, but I did care a lot for her.
I got shelly from my younger brothers friend, I named her Shelly from a skit on MAD TV Michael McDonald would say Shelly C'mon to his Assistant. So the name stuck from that.
she had like a million nicknames.. from
chitsoru (chit-soar-roo)
ShooShoo Lavorie (lavor A)
Loaf of bread
shells
tiny cat
miss kitty
so many more that I have forgotten over time.
I miss you lil girl :*)
