Dear Paisley, We hated to let you go but we knew you were in misery and suffering. We love and miss you so. Each morning I wake up and expect to see you waiting for me outside our bedroom door. You were a brave little cat to last as long as you did after you got sick and I will always carry you in my heart. ... Love, your Mama.|
12/12/2015-It's been over a week and it was hard to look in that room at the vet's office today. I took Bandita for her shots and it made me sad to think I was there not too long ago bidding you good-bye. Scooter, your little terror that liked chasing you, reminds me of you daily. He likes to get up in my chair just like you used to and watch over my shoulder as I use the computer. Sweet dreams my Paisley, X0X0.
01/23/2016-Paisley, Bandita misses you, she's become Scooter's target. He's constantly chasing her and wanting to play. She's older and doesn't seem that interested. I know if you were here, you would play with him. Love you, my Paisley girl.
"Paw Prints On Your Heart"
8/10/2016- Hello dear Paisley, as I sit here writing with Bandita snuggled across my arms, I find it hard to believe that it's been 8 months since you left us. I think of you every day. The "Scoot" reminds us so much of you, too, even though you only spent a few months together. We'll be watching TV and he'll sit facing us in the same little spot you used to with his front legs folded underneath him, like a little hen. He also likes to hog the water bowl like you used to. I hope you've made many little friends at Rainbow Bridge and are enjoying playing in the meadows. You were never much of an outdoor kitty. Banda likes to go outside now with Scooter. I guess, she feels safe with him and even gets off the back porch now, lol...she's gotten more adventurous in her older years. I often write to others who have recently lost a beloved pet. I know how hard it must be for them to lose someone so precious. I love you, my Paisley girl.
10/12/2016- My dear Paisley, thank you for visiting me this morning. You were always my little comfort buddy when I wasn't feeling well. I remember you used to jump on the bed next to me when I was sick and you would just lay there close by. You always made me feel better just by being there. I felt you this morning as I laid there with my eyes closed. I felt you jump next to me and faintly heard the jingle of your collar but I looked and there was no one there. Thank you my precious girl for always loving me unconditionally. I'll always have your paw-prints in my heart Paisley girl....Love you
07/04/2017- Hello Paisley, I was thinking about you today. I remember the first time we met at my sister's. She said a momma cat had had a litter in the empty field across the street and had brought you to her doorstep. I said I wasn't looking for a cat, but if I liked you, I would keep you. Upon our introduction, I immediately fell in love with you, you were so small, you fit in the palm of my hand; and you had these big ears but were the cutest little thing. I remember driving home that Memorial weekend in 2002, it was raining all the way home on my two hour drive. You laid sleeping on my lap, never making a sound. I hate driving in the rain but you gave me a sense of peace while we drove in the blinding rain, I remember I couldn't see the lines on the road. Finally, we made it home and you met your Aunt Bandita. I'm not sure but you probably were an offspring of Frida, Bandita's sister, you had her coloring. We had named those two kittens, they were both calico and we had planned to adopt them but we could only catch little Bandita, she was the runt of the litter and didn't look like she was going to survive long. Later when weeks had passed, I tried rescuing Frida, but she was too feral to hold onto. She freaked out when I tried to pick her up so that's how I ended up with you a few years later instead. You were so funny, Bandita had never seen a kitten, she was the sole cat in our household. She was almost 2-1/2 years old and was growling at you. You didn't care, you just kept gobbling the cat food, I guess, you weren't about to give up on your new home easily. Slowly, she took to you and started grooming you and playing with you. I remember, I tried naming you different names, too, like Cleo, Cleopatra, Chloe, Patches, Pumpkin, but none of them fit you. My favorite dress had a paisley print that I loved; so I named you that, plus you had a pretty yellow mark above your left eye. After that, we moved a few times but you always adjusted well and were a happy kitty. Funny, you didn't like riding in the car in later years, we always had to use a carrier to go to the vet after you freaked out one time on your papa when you were about 3 years old, there was fur everywhere and poor papa even got beat up in all the chaos. You could be pretty deadly with those backclaws, no underestimating you. I'll always have you in my heart, Paisley girl, you may be gone but never forgotten.