This past week was a tough one. Thursday early morning we lost our cat Gilbert. She was killed by dogs outside our yard and we got there too late. I am beyond heartbroken and so is my family. Its been nonstop crying for days. I dont think my heart will ever heal properly from her loss because she was in our lives over 15 years. Thats forever! She was more than a pet to us, she was family... a best friend.
When we were little kids she was so much fun and happy, full of life. She was a fighter. One day walking home I saw a little lump on the road and it seemed familiar... it was her. She had been run over and there was blood everywhere and I carried her home. We cleaned her and cared for and prayed she wouldnt die. She slowly but surely regained strength after a couple days and even though she forever had a scar on her face and lost her tail she was Beautiful and a survivor.
Now here with me as an adult she was comfort to me during the hard times in my pregnancy. She would lay next to my belly and magically make the pain go away. Since my son was born she has only ever been sweet to him. She would lay next to him while he slept and never once scratched him or hurt him. She was a great pet to have. A pet that will be deeply missed and forever cherished and loved in our family.
And I know that up in Heaven by Gods side she is watching over us and being a good Girl. We will one day be together again and until then she will always be a part of my heart.