My 16 year old cat Blackie died Monday, Oct 16, 2006 at around 3:10PM. She suffered from complete kidney failure and died on her own as soon as I made it to Dr Lipps' clinic. My family and I were supposed to meet up there and have her put down at 3PM, but I decided to go spend some time with her before the deed was to be done. It's a good thing I left when I did. She looked up at me as I entered the room and passed away within minutes. My heart feels like it has a void in it right now. I'm totally devistated. Blackie will be cremated because I couldn't stand the thought of moving and leaving her behind in the yard.


 

Blackie's Story:

 

When I was 5 years old my parents informed me that I was going to be having a baby sister and asked me if I wanted a dog or a cat as a pet. Being a cat lover at an early age (yes, my first word was "cat") I of course chose a cat. My parents took me to the pet store in San Jacinto Mall where we looked at many kittens...but I was glued to the plastic between me and a fully grown black cat. My mom asked me if she was the one I wanted, and I immediately spurt out the name Blackie. They put her in a cardboard box with a handle and I toddled out of the pet store with my new lifetime friend, Blackie. Blackie outlived many of our cats who came and went in my life including Aries, Pinkachoo, Snoopy, Midnight, Cuddles, and Chrissy...she became a fixture that I know I took for granted. Blackie endured the hard times with my family, and the good times. Christmas time could always find her trying to climb the Christmas tree or hiding in wrapping paper and swatting ornaments. She had a fascination with water, especially the kind that came out of sink faucets. She went with us to four different houses and even escaped Hurricane Rita with us. She watched me and my sister grow up and over the years she met many new people who all loved her. She was truly extroidinary...and spent more time on Earth than most cats have and ever will. 



She changed my life in that she has been a constant companion to me since almost the beginning of my life. In a sense, my childhood has died with her. As my sister put it she was a bridge to the past. We will all miss you Blackie. I swear, aside from Papaw's funeral I have never seen my dad cry like he did Oct 16. You were truly a part of our family. Son Dee, Aries, Pinky, Grandpa Lester, Papaw Hoover and Jason are all up there waiting for you. We love you kacky :'(