I went to my mom's house for a visit and to get a few things. While I was there I had planned on saying "hi" to all of the cats there. We had had 5 but a few months ago we lost one to a his system just failing on him. So I was looking forward to see the other 4 especially my cat, which I had planned in August to bring down to live with me. Well after searching the entire house I couldn't find my kitten (she is actually 10 years old but she is so small you'd think she was still a kitten). I finally asked my mom and was told that she had been killed by a car the day her and my aunt were coming down to visit me. My aunt not wanting to ruin the get together of us requested my mom not tell me until I came up to see her next and asked about it. I feel that was every wrong of her as my mom and I could have comforted each other and never really have to open up those wounds again. Now thou I had opened those wounds on her again which were still pretty fresh and through my entire time there she was still trying to be strong as she is good at hiding emotions though she knows i can still tell.
Now though I have lost me kitten. The one cat I could have almost called a daughter to me as I don't see myself ever having actual kids. Unfortunately now I have to go on without my comfort rock, the one thing i felt was keeping me sane and able to handle all my stresses I go through. I have to say goodbye to my baby and to find out she died a month ago and that there were people in my home who knew. It hurts that much more. I am not sure how long it will take for me to get over this but this was not at all the best time for me to find out as I am going to go somewhere that is going to need my full attention and to have this feeling heavy on me is going to be tough. I know to a lot of people it's just a cat, but pets become family and for some they feel more like your kids than pets, That is how my Marcus was to me and will always be. Unlike when I lost my dog back in '09 I don't feel I will have to strength to get another for a long time. I have survived my last 4 years without a pet living with me and after this it might just be another 4 years before I will feel the need for another. So goodbye again to my loveable Marcus.

April 26, 2003- April 11, 2014