...”Sugarbear”

...no one has ever known me like him...no one has ever understood me like him...I miss his paw touching my face...I miss our walks at night...I miss how we meditated...we willed him back to health...time and time again...with love and meds...we fought his feline cancer from his birth under a house to the last day with meds and love...he lived for 12 years...the vet said she never saw a cat with such a will to live...

...he walked beside me...sometimes running ahead to show off that he knew the way...we walked to the 7-11 store almost every night...he would wait for me across the street...sometimes even in the light rain...he didn't like people and never let anyone else pick him up...he would bare his teeth and hiss a warning if they tried...

...we talked about his illness and agreed that he would tell me when he was ready...

...it was a Saturday morning...he stayed in bed...i could see he was not feeling well...but we had gone through it before...i carried him out and put him on his table near the door...he didn't look out...he looked at me and said “it's time”

...i took him to the hospital and made the arrangements...i held him and we talked about our walks and the years together...they gave him the injections and I held him close..the last words he heard “i love ya bad boy”.

...i rescue animals when I can and love them all...each a treasure in it's own way...but the one that visits my dreams...is a big orange cat named “Sugarbear”....bsp