Monday, July 19, 2010

Remembering the Love we Have

It's super surreal to remember the last time we were here at Mt Rainier. We had already conceived Gracie, we just didn't know it yet. The profile picture from blogger to the right is the first picture we have after her conception, a little over a year ago. The above picture is from our trip there last weekend and technically she's still in the picture because I'm wearing a locket with her ashes in it.

Baby Girl,
I'm so thankful for the time we had with you. I wish it were more but I know we will all be together someday for real and not just in a family pictures with your ashes. I'm so glad we can look back and remember that you were with us at Mt. Rainier last time. It was Gavin's first time camping in a tent and also yours too. We had a wonderful time, the weather was perfect and we had a great spot for camping. Aunt Dot and Cody were visiting. We had a snowball fight. We had know idea our time with you would be so short. Now we cherish each moment.
I love you baby girl. -Mamma

Monday, July 5, 2010

4th of July

I was up most of the night worrying about this little 3 legged fur baby:

At 1 am I couldn't stay up any longer, my husband took over looking for her. But he came to bed too without finding her. I felt like such a horrible mamma. I knew I shouldn't have let her out. Yesterday morning on the way out the door for church she wanted out and I obliged with a hint of doubt that I should. We got home from church, Lilly her sister came right in but Chleo was no where to be found. I knew she was scared of the fireworks. Our town probably has more fireworks per capita than any place in the country. At midnight last night from my yard we could have been attacked by another country who hates us and we wouldn't know it because there are so many fireworks going off.

She's our bizzilion dollar kitty. When she was a kitten she ate string and had to have a bowel resection because the string sawed through her small bowel. And when she was 4 years old she had her right back leg removed because of an extremely aggressive cancer caused from her rabies vaccine. I have worried more about this fur baby more than any of the 6 fur babies I've had in my lifetime. I have spent more money on her and had more sleepless nights because of this fur baby than any other fur baby. And all night I worried for this fur baby again. I had a million different scenarios going through my head of how far off she had gone to get away from the fireworks. And how would I ever find her.

This morning 8 am I went to the back door to see if she had come home and sure enough she was waiting at the back steps. She was covered in spider webs so she must of been hiding under somebodies house or somewhere like that.

So as I searched, whistled and rang my hands in tears calling on her to come home, I thought of all the nonfur babies that also were not home with their mammas and daddies, gone to heaven too soon, I made these for anyone that I have an e-mail for:

And if you didn't get one, I need your e-mail. So send me an e-mail at moncadaque(at)hotmail(.)com