Today I let him out like any other. He loved to chase my Granny's birds. He never caught any, but he sure tried. He was a cat in a kitten body.
So, I had gone to let Miss Mia Wallce go to school, and came home just in time for lunch. I saw Weezy across the road. I called for him. And here he came, running. But there was a car, driving so fast I can't even tell you what color it was. And my sweet Weezy went flying. I ran to him, I picked him up and the blood poured all over me. I held him so close. I felt his last heartbeats. I stood and stood, and could not move.
My sweet neighbor Walt came to me, he took Weezy from me. He carried him to the backyard and buried him. I only remember crying that because my foot was broke, I could not bury him. It hurts me so much. I have animals coming and going like crazy, that is ok with me. But Weezy, he was different.
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Oh Jessi,
ReplyDeleteI've had pets die, but never violently right in front of me. My deepest condolences. Sending you hugs and prayers!
Mary in TX
Thank you Mary, I am incredibly sad about it right now. Just a whole lot of things going wrong at one time. Your prayers are so very needed.
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