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MiMi L. Stinson
Sent in by: Lorelai417

MiMi L. Stinson
He was my brothers pet cat aka my nephew, but I always seemed to call him my cat. I had known him since before he was born, in the since that I knew his mothers owners. It was the day after he was born that some people could go ahead and pick one out that they wanted. At first my mom wouldn't let us get one, cause she wasn't a cat person. But I told her that a cat would be a good way to keep the mice out, we were moving into a new house in a neighborhood were there was just woods, so she let us get one. I wanted the black one, but my mom wanted the white one. So we ended up getting the white one. But the owners couldn't find a him a good, loving home, but the girl that was my friend knew that we, my family and I would make a good home for him, so she decided that it would be a good idea if we took him home with us. She came to give us this news, and my brother went in to ask our mother if we could keep him, we told him to ask her quietly, so that our grandmother wouldn't hear it. But my brother forgot that part and asked her out loud, and after my mom was lectured about it, she said we could get him, cause his brother would need some company. After we moved into the house he would always lay on my bed and purr like a motorboat when I petted him. He was the sweetest cat anyone could ever ask for. He was sickly his whole life, but we were not sure just how sickly until after he got a tumor near his eye. It seemed harmless enough, cause there was no major surgery to remove it. But apparently what we did know was that it wasn't harmless at all. It was about six months later that he died. He was so much my little baby, and I loved him as my own, that I couldn'twatch my Monday night shows after he died because I was too upset. I don't know how much pain he was in when he past, but I hope that he wasn't in any pain. He was only 3 years, 5 months, and six days old. He died October 23, 2006.

Dear MiMi,
I just want to let you know that I miss you like crazy, and that I will never forget you. My sweet and innocent little boy. May we reunite looking as we left each other. May you remember me throughout the years as the one that loved you and took care of you. And I hope that when I pass you will be the one to greet me at the bright light. I love you MiMi, always have, always will. crying





 
 
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