December 12, 2007 EditionAlso in this issue...
A sad discoveryAmber Adams
Loss is never easy. Whether it is the loss of an important game, the loss of a favorite pet or the loss of a loved one.
My husband, Clint, and I were reminded of this that week. Our cat, Lou Lou, went missing recently. We ran an ad offering a cash reward for her safe return. Several people called, thinking they had found her. Each time, I went, hoping they were right, but none of them were her.
Monday afternoon, as we went home for lunch, a dog was running loose in our yard. When we were getting ready to leave, Clint saw the dog running into our backyard with something in its mouth.
A gentleman from Terminix had chased him, trying to free whatever he had. It was Lou Lou. When I walked outside, Clint was chasing the dog out of our yard. After he told me that it had Lou Lou, I tried to go look at her. I couldn't even get close. Clint said it looked like she had been dead for several days. I assume she was hit by a car.
Monday afternoon, he buried her under the pecan tree in our backyard, saying a few words over her grave. That evening I went out, standing over her and apologizing for not having chased her down. I told her she was loved and would be missed.
I know a lot of people think it's strange to be so attached to an animal. Then again, so many people know how hard it is to lose one. I appreciate everyone who contacted us when they thought they had found her. It meant so much to us to know that you all cared.
The stray cat who made our house home shortly after we moved in is about to have a litter of kittens. Since she was Lou Lou's mother, too, I guess we'll keep one of these. Another won't replace the one we lost, but maybe it will make Christmas a little brighter.
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