Losing my best fur friend

Losing my best fur friend

I know for a lot of you your pets are your fur babies, they are part of your family.
Pets are wonderful because they give you love unconditionally.
They are not like us, who love with conditions, I'll love you if you do this or that...
I'll love you only if...

Our love comes with conditions but our pets love unconditionally. They are there waiting for you every night at the door, with their unconditional love. It doesn't matter if you treated them badly, they still love you.

My best friend for the last 12 years has been a white with black spotted cat named Mr. Mashmellow.
I always said God gave him to me as he literally fell out of the sky to me.
I was taking care of a sick friends home repairs when I was debating weither or not to drop some supplies at her house on a Friday night. Something made me go there and as I was there I heard this tiny meow.

I kept looking around but couldn't find anything when I walked by her atrium which was in the middle of her house. Now you have to realize this atrium was only accessible through her house and open to her roof and there was this tiny white cat in the corner, scared and dirty.
I opened the door and grabbed him, I looked up trying to figure out where the hell did he come from. His mother must have had a litter of kittens on the roof and he must have fell down from there.

For some reason I knew God placed this kitten in my life and if I waited until Monday like I originally wanted to he may have been dead. This also came only weeks after I buried my dear friend Waltie and my step dad on the same day and I was so sad.

So I brought him home and when my girls said "Didn't you just tell us no more animals?" I replied "But he was a gift from God, as he fell out of the sky"

This cat was truly a gift from God from there out. He was a lover, an equal opportunity lover, as he loved on everyone but slept only with me every night.

When I was separated but still living in the same house, he moved with me into the the other bedroom, never stepping foot into our old room. He took my side 100%, he was there every night as I cried myself to sleep. He was there when my kids abandon me throughout the divorce, but he never left my side. He was there when my kids didn't want to spend the first night at my new home, he was there to dry my tears and let me know he loved me unconditionally.

He was there when I've been sick, when my heart was broken, when I was angry at my girls, when they let me down. When friends screwed me over and when family turned their backs to me. He was there when I lost people I loved and thought my heart would break and even when I thought God had left me, he was still there.

Never leaving me, never abandoning me, he was truly the best man I ever had and I would always tell people that. I even would say he's my man. He was definitely the best thing I got out of my divorce.
But I was going to leave him for the love of my child as she didn't want me to take him away from our other animals. For her I was going to leave him but her father hated the cat as much as he hated me and told me if I didn't take him he would throw him into the street. See God knew I would need him more than the other's.

I'll never forget one day while sitting in the kitchen, an ex boyfriend and a friend was making fun of him as he was 17lbs. He turned and gave them the side eye and I laughed and said "You know what he's saying, go ahead and laugh at him but when you two are gone from my life, he'll still be here"
Boy, wasn't that true... he outlasted everyone because of his unconditionally love.

Recently we found out he had stomach cancer and try as I may, it was too late. I even fed him by hand trying to get him to eat but he went from 17lbs to 7lbs. I prayed he would make it through the hoildays as I was sad enough this year. He held on even when my baby said it was time to end his suffering, I wasn't ready to say goodbye.
This past Friday when I came home from church I picked him up, he was just skin and bones barely hanging on and I knew I had to say goodbye. We slept together one last time as we spooned, I cried as I knew he would be taking a piece of my heart with him. How I would miss his paw touching my face, how if I turned over he would come spoon on that side, a thousand memories flooded through my mind...but most of all, how he loved me...

Me and my baby took the final ride to his favorite vet and held him, I told him what an amazing man he was and how blessed I was to have him. I told him it was okay to let go that my mom would be waiting for him, that I would be okay, we cried together as he went to be with God.

I am filled with sorrow as I miss him dearly. I keep looking at the door, at his food bowls,  waiting for him to pounce on me on my bed....
But I know Jesus is holding him now...

So this is my tribute to you, my man, my best friend Mr.Mashmellow you will forever hold my heart. I love you and miss you more than words can say.

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"And just when the caterpillar thought his life over...he turned into a beautiful butterfly"

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