I love animals. All animals.
Losing a pet which you love, and who loves you back-every day of its life, can be devastating.
Last night, our little girl Lucy was hit by a car and lived long enough for me to get her into the kitchen, where she died.
We adopted Lucy from Forgotten Felines, a no-kill Shelter in Westbrook CT, in November of 2008. She was a very nervous and distrusting young cat, and we knew that she'd be a "project" that would take much love and affection to earn her trust.
Added on 2.5.2010:
Lucy was a very special little cat that took a lot of time and love, and to to earn her trust. She was wary of most people, and we'll never know why. But she came to trust & return my love, and I will be forever grateful that she did. I remember when we first brought Lucy home. We couldn't even touch her for months, and I told Ingrid that someday she would let me hold her. It took time, but after some months of gaining her trust, she let me pick her up for 2 or 3 seconds and then she would panic. Eventually I could pick her up and hold her, and she would purr loudly, and rub her neck and head against my face.
Lucy loved being outside, hunting and exploring. Most of the time she stayed inside, but we couldn't keep her inside all of the time. As Ingrid has said, that would be like locking me in the house all day & night.
Here is a small gallery of images of Lucy which were made with my iPhone:
She came to trust and love us, and we loved her.
We miss you, Lucy
Please say hello to Felix?