Sweet Georgie, my heart aches for you to this day, and the decision I made for you in the end was one of the MOST DIFFICULT! I was so torn-I HATED having to give you up but at the time knew I was doing the kindest thing possible for you so you would hurt no more. (I knew you weren't doing well then and had no teeth left and weren't eating well, and were probably declining healthwise due to age, so when the animal people came to the house-(they came because someone complained about you pooping in their flowerbed)-somehow, when you looked at me that day, you were telling me, it was time to go, your work on Earth was done (tears) so I requested that they have you put to sleep because of your health issues,). You came into my life in August of 1981 as a tiny 3 week old baby with your sister in a Pall Mall cigarette cardboard box-Mother brought you to me when she picked me up from the swimming pool that day, and I knew the first minute I looked at you, it was meant to be. (tears) A few years later someone adopted your sister from us, but you remained stuck to me like glue-you were my feline other half-I fed you on an eyedropper, holding your tiny body in the palm of my hand, and you and I grew up together. (I was 7 years old then)You'd follow me everywhere, sleep always on my bed, you even saved my life one night. Having you in my life was the greatest joy, we played and laughed together, you even were so sweet and patient, you put up with many of my childhood antics toward you-(the barrettes, dressing you up, etc.), we created so many memories together I can't possibly list them ALL here! You fathered many beautiful baby girls and boys, you ladies man of the neighborhood, you! You were beautiful Goergie, inside and out, you were ALL HEART! Remember the time you "filled up" Grandpa's shoe, you "fleabag" as he used to call you? We all loved you so much, "Pillsbury"! (one of my nicknames for you). I remember also calling you "Suds" as a distortion of your name, and your loud but sweet voice. You were at my side in good times and not so good times, and you were loved by so many, including some neighbors we once boarded you with for a weekend, they said you were a SWEETHEART. My Georgie, you lived a good, fun, happy life of 10 years and I was so lucky to have you those 10 years, and be able to share growing up with you. My only regrets would be, (though you outlived MANY unneutered tom cats according to statistics and beat the odds of long life for an unneutered unvaccinated roaming tom (you rogue!)who didn't see the vet very often at all), that if I knew then what I know now, I would have had you neutered, vaccinated, done complete checkups for you and paid better attention to your health, then I could have probably had you many more years, but that I had you 10 years was pretty darn special! I hurt for many years over the decision I made and the "what ifs"....., but I know you still look out for me down here, you'll be FOREVER in my heart, you left a HUGE pawprint there for sure, and you're up there in kitty heaven taking care of all the other furry loved ones who've passed on, (you still rule kingdoms, buddy! Watch Miss Spook up there, she don't take crap from no one!) Goodbye sweet Georgie, I know you won;t forget me, I'll certainly NEVER forget you and who you were to me, my childhood companion! LOVE always, "your surrogate MOM".
PS:(Georgie darling, I didn't know the ACTUAL date of your birth and passing, just that both were in August) I know you understand because you were GEORGIE!