Sunday, June 19, 2005
Rest in peace Chloe Baby
The cute kitty pictured above is my mother and father's beloved Chloe. This evening at the young age of 7 years old she succumbed to kidney failure and passed from this earth. We were all devastated and exceptionally relieved that she waited for us to return home before she left us. As we rushed to the emergency vet about 30 miles away she passed quietly on my lap. I hope that she knew how much she was loved and was comfortable when she passed (I petted her the entire time and spoke to her softly) but we were all in such hysterics that it was pretty much pandomonium in the car. I know that my parents are missing her profoundly. My mom rescued her from Wilson Way in Stockton and brought her home when my dad fell in love with her. She was so small and helpless, yet we soon learned that she may have been involved with drugs in her time on prostitute alley (aka Wilson Way). What I mean by this is that she acted like she was on crack for the first year that we had her. She would run through the house at top speed. Hang upside down from her cat tree. The only time that she took a break was to climb onto my mom's chest and try to nurse from her chin. She continued to do that throughout her life. A couple years later she had a traumatic experience while my parents were on vacation. One day while getting out of bed she shot under my feet and I was unable to avoid stepping down on her. It turns out I broke her hip. I felt so terrible about it, however, from that day forward she seemed to love me more. For several years while I lived with my parents she would come into my room at night and sleep on my bed. Chloe will be missed by all (even my uncle who "doesn't like cats") and I assure you she will not be forgotten.