I have spent most of the day, sitting with a dying friend. Her name is Pyewacket and she is my cat. It seems as if that place where my son lives, has a curse on it. First Ami, my dog runs away and can't be found, then my husbands truck is towed away, now my cat is dying of something she contracted over there.
She was perfectly healthy in California before, and never sick in West Virginia, nor sick when we lived in the motel. But after a few days at my sons place, her kidneys fail and she catches a cold.
Makes me glad we didn't rent an apartment over there as planned. I would probably have lost Nick and Walen to disease over there too!!!
She is still breathing and her heart is beating -- and she can hear me, for she tries to crawl to where she hears my voice, so I have sat down beside her and petted her so she will know I am with her.
I wish God would either cure her or take her home, it hurts so much to see her suffering. I don't have the money even for a vet to put her to sleep.
All for now, I will go back to sitting and petting my friend.
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About Me
- Sandy Perez
- San Bernardino, CA, United States
- Old lady with dog, hubby, meanders through life crocheting, reading, sweepstaking, and playing with computer. Thankful to be alive after Denny's poisoned me with an e-coli infected hamburger and then 1 1/2 years ago fell down a flight of stairs, grateful for family, son, daughter and the grandbabies.
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