I still get choked up when I think about him. How he must have been feeling. When I think about the look in his eyes and just how he looked when I left for work that Thursday I just want to burst out crying all over again.
He was my baby. He loved me unconditionally. He was always there to comfort me when I was sad, lonely, or upset. He came into my life from out of no wheres and that is how he seemed to have left me.
I got Powder from the Ayres Animal Shelter.
I went up to get a kitten and was looking around when out of no where this big white cat appears. Paul picked him up and handed him to me. I knew right then and there that he was the one meant to come home with me. He was already about 2 years old (No where near kitten stage) bit he was just so lovable.
The funny thing was that he had just been adopted a week prior so the woman that was working there looked like she had seen a ghost when I asked her about this big white cat. She looked it up in her files and the cats name was snowball (Yuck) She was going to check with the family that had taken him and would let me know.
On the way back from the store I stopped back to see the progress and she said if I wanted him he was all mine.
The rest was history.
When I hugged him he purred so loud that when he nuzzled his face into my ear and purred it tickled and made me laugh. He couldn't wait to cuddle with me on the couch and when I was ready for bed he was ready too. He would jump up as I held the comforter open for him to crawl under and snuggle into the crook of my arm. There he would lay until morning when it was time to get up.
As you can see from some of the pictures he was a very well taken care of cat. Pleasantly plump.
When I started to notice him thinner I was a little alarmed. However, he was still eating normally.
A few weeks ago I noticed that he didn't seem to be eating as voraciously as he use to. I knew he had a few bad teeth but I just didn't have the money to take him to the vet yet to see if that is why he lost so much weight. I was able to hand feed him. I coaxed him to eat his food at the same time being able to keep track of how much he was eating. He seemed to have gained a little more weight.
I came home Thursday from work to find that the backdoor was opened slightly. I searched for Powder in all the hiding places in the house and I couldn't find him anywhere.
I had a gut feeling that he had gotten outside and went off to die.
Part of me was relieved because I feared coming home to find him dead which would have completely destroyed me. But then there was another part of me that felt horrible because I couldn't have helped save him.
Salem (My other cat) misses Powder too. The past few days all she does is follow me and want me to pet her and give her attention. If you knew her she wasn't much for that kind of thing only once in a while. I know she is wondering where Powder is and why he isn't coming back. I feel that Salem knows I am sad too and tries to comfort me.
I will never forget My baby Powder. He was the best cat anyone could ever have.
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