Italics

Well the day finally came, we said goodbye to our cat as she headed out on a new adventure on a friend of a friends acreage just outside of the city. I wish I could say I was heartbroken and that I'm going to miss her so much but honestly the most I could muster was guilt that our relationship just didn't work out. It was like breaking up with someone that you so badly wanted it to work out with. I firmly believe you don't get rid of pets just because you don't want them anymore which would explain why italics lasted as long as she did. Italics was always my cat and she and Matt had no love for each other, couple that with her frequent vomiting, and a dayhome family that wouldn't have been able to come if we still had her (sorry italics you just aren't worth my monthly income!) and that brings her time with us to an end.

I remember when Tracy and Rob brought italics home, she was the cutest little furball ever. She used to sit in Tracy's inbox on her desk and sleep on her head at night. I remember her climbing up Cher's leg at our downtown apartment (didn't help Cher love cats anymore), jumping off our balcony while attached to a leash and hiding on top of the fridge, scaring the life out of me when I'd walk into the kitchen. I will always be grateful that Vaughn loved her and that his first word was 'kitty' prompting a kitty themed 1st birthday bash complete with a Great Grandma italics cake. She was never the friendliest cat but she was mine and for the most part I did love her . . . so italics thanks for the good memories and I hope you love your new life out on the 'farm'.

Let's hope she doesn't pull a 'the cat came back' and end up on my front step sometime in the next few days!