Seems like this is really the only place for me to get things out these days.
Some of you know that I've been taking care of a homeless kitty cat. (I named him PJ for Pepper Jack because of his love for Pepper Jack cheese.)
It took nearly a year for him to come near enough where I could pet him.
Eventually, he got to where he would trust me enough to come into my apartment. I fed him every day. In the mornings, he would stop by and he would eat real quick and be on his way. In the evenings, he would come in and hang out for an hour or two. I would pet him, brush him and wipe his leaky eyes. In recent weeks, he had put on some weight and his eyes were getting better.
On Saturday (8/17), he stopped by for his breakfast and then left. I then went to work. When I got home Saturday evening, he never stopped by. On Sunday, he didn't show up for breakfast or dinner. This morning, on the way to work, I cruised through the neighborhood to try and find him. That's when I saw his body laying in front of an alley. I'm assuming that he was hit by a car.
I don't even know what to say.....Seems like every time I get close to something...I'm just tired of getting my heart broken. He was buddy. He's been a daily visitor for about two years.
I would have kept him and let him stay, but he always wanted to go back outside. I bought a litter box for him, but he never showed any interest. Maybe I should have made him stay inside. Maybe I should have forced him to stay. Kind of blame myself.
Going to miss him.
Currently: M 57 XW 58 Sons 39,34,32,30
The Sitch: Married 26 years EA w/ OM 9/10 Bomb 10/10 (5 weeks after 25th anniversary) Sep 12/10 She wants D 1/11 W files 5/11 D final 10/11 XW marries OM 6/13
