My beloved cat, Pootie Girl, passed away last night.  I wasn't home, but it was reminiscent of the way I lost my other cat, Chickee-Monkey, three years ago.  If you know me, I love my animals as if they were my own children, so when my mom called me this morning to let me know, my world stood still.  I got Pootie when she was 6 weeks old.  I was living in Houston at the time and I was looking for a cat.  My friend mentioned that there was a little kitten running around his apartment complex and he would try to catch it for me.  Well, he did and when I moved back home I brought her with me.  It was a joy to have her for 10 years.

Of all my cats, she was the most fiesty.  She had her attitude and no one could get near her - except for me and my mom.  We were the only two people she liked.  I will miss her dearly and my heart is aching, but I thank God that He allowed me to be able to give her a home and give her love.