My Dear Scooter -
You have been gone for a little over 4 weeks now. I miss you so much, and I remember your last moments so vividly. I also remember how you used to run and just jump up the wall for no reason, or walk past the TV and look up at it. You used to make this funny noise when you would run across the floor, and a truely funny thing was when you would just burry your head in your daddy's armpit. We used to laugh so hard when you would do that. But, now, I cry, because you are no longer there to sleep on my side, or cuddle with me on the couch. I believe that you sent me signs that you were ok. like pawprints on the mirror in the bathroom after I took a shower. I don't see the paw prints anymore. I've not cleaned the mirror, where have they gone? Are you mad because we adopted a new furbaby? He will never replace you, ever. I wish I could see you in my dreams, but you don't come. You live in my heart and always will. Remember that always, my beautiful boy, with the beautiful bunny fur and funny cat bark.
Love Always,
Mommy

Today is on of those awful days again. One of those cry your heart out days, try to accomplish somthing days and it takes forever.
I am so sorry for everyone's loss. Oscar's mom, your words of comfort to another
who recently lost their pet, were just beautiful, and I could not have written any better than you did. Your loss being so new also. I guess the only thing I can do right now, is force myself to get up, go and do somthing, anything to keep my mind occupied. As always, thank you for listening.

Trish

Ahhh...nice tribute. I care and understand. Scooter knows too. He sent you the sign and is off playing...

Dear Scooter - It is a gray day here,, and my mood has been that way too. It will be 5 weeks tomorrow since we had to let you rest. I relive those last 24 hours we had together, but I remember the last trip to the vet, just sobbing. You were crying too. I wonder if you knew what was going to happen. We did the paperwork before the vet came in and he examined you. I believe I asked could there be somthing else wrong making you sicker, but the vet said, no that your kidneys were shutting down. We knew we had to let you go, you stopped eating, and were hiding in the closets, so alone. You barely drank any water, except to wet your little mouth. The vet shaved a little fur from your let, which I kept, and gave you the injection. All to fast, all to soon, your eyes clouded over, and became dark and unseeing. The vet held onto your paw and let, feeling for your pulse I'm sure, or out of compassion for you too. You took your last breath, and the vet listened to your heart. You were gone. So fast for you thankfully. I only remember telling you what a good boy you were and that we loved you so much as you were slipping away from us. I hope you took that love with you to the bridge and are holding on to that love.
Boo is back to sleeping under the bedcovers during the day. He mourned for you the hardest of your brothers and sister. He looked for you and cried for you, bringing mice out for you to play with. He looked in the kitty cube for you, so so sad.
Fidget is laying in the spot on the floor where you used to look out onto the garden.
He has only just started to sleep next to me by my pillow again. For almost 5 weeks he would not sleep there.
Gabbie, she misses you too. She lays on the kitchen table where you used to enjoy looking at the squirells and birds. There is still some of your fur on the kitchen curtain where you used to go by, to go to the kitchen sink for water.
I don't have the heart to wash it away.
Tomorrow the family wants to celebrate my birthday a week early because I'll be working. I don't really feel like celebrating or being the one to drive. I'm giving in to make them happy.
I have signed up for you to be part of the Monday Night Candle Ceremony, and we will be part of the ceremony too. Maybe that will help us start to heal and give you peace.

All My Love and Gratitude,
Mommy