Today at work i experieced severe anxiety. I literally felt as though i needed to run away. Run home. I couldnt place why. Once home I found my beloved bottle baby who has been battleing some infection passed away. So small compared to her brothers. Her brother Ricky was in her shoes just the day before he battled the tough patch and was recovering today little Lucy's body just couldnt take it anymore. I cried so hard i vomited. We be rescued 20+ cats and she was my first death. So young. The vet had expected her brother to go being the runt. My boyfriend took her from me and placed her in tissue and then to a box. Even now as i think of her i tear up. The hardest part was telling sandy who was to adopt her. We met at my college the kittens often traveled with me to my art class that runs 4 hours. That way i didnt have to skip a meal for them.
I miss you Lucy goosie. You were my biggest baby my best eatter and my first bottle baby girl. I will never forget you
I miss you Lucy goosie. You were my biggest baby my best eatter and my first bottle baby girl. I will never forget you