A Farewell to Little Girl

Little Girl had become a house cat, sort of, she didn't like to use the litter box, but she was good at asking to go outside. For a few days, someone had the runs. With 3 dogs and 2 cats in the house, you have to do a lot of detective work to decide the culprit. Well Monday, Little Girl was put outside. It was a nice day for the last day of November and she liked to lay in my weed garden trying to catch the finches as they ate. Well the day turned in to evening and then morning came. I wasn't too worried, weather was nice. We went to walk, it is dark, as we drive out of the driveway we notice something white across the road, but we go on. We walk, we go to breakfast, all the time I am wondering which cat was lying on the side of the road.

As we leave the diner I joke to the cashier that we had to go home and pick up a cat from the road and I would have to do it since my husband is to soft hearted. We drive toward our drive, it is light now, and there I can see that my little friend, who had to drink out of my glass, who hid behind the coffemaker while I washed dishes, who slept in the upstairs bathroom sink, was laying on the side of the road--a victim of East Brown Road traffic. And my dear husband went and picked her up so that I wouldn't have too.

So to Little Girl, with all my love, I know that all pets go to heaven. Amen.