by Karen Smola
Ed was my pride and joy...and my best friend. He helped me through all of life's traumas, including a divorce and a terrible car accident with quiet, reassured patience and love. He was my "snuggle-monster", by "bread boy", my "lovely cat". The two things he loved to do most were to wait by the door and sneak out when I got home and get his belly rubbed. Nothing could've prepared for returning home from my Christmas trip on the 30th of December 2001 and seeing him so weak, lying on my bed. We rushed him to the vet and they did everything they could, but he died at 3:13am on 31 December. My only solace is that his spirit woke me and told me he was leaving. Now he's running around outside and getting his belly rubbed in heaven, and momma will never forget how much he loves her!! Goodbye sweet Ed...mommy loves the snugglemonster too.