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For Jordan
by Tatiana Damon
I took your little life for granted, thinking you'd always be there for me to pickup and cuddle. I blame myself. There's no question that it wasn't. Taking a dog out will never be the same for me. It happened October 7th 2004 around 8:30 in the morning. I was taking my dog Lacey outside. She's a siberian husky, with an unusaly bad temperment. She's too agressive and there's something about Jordan and other cats that she has it out for. I was just out the door of my house with her when Jordy jumped down from his nest on the barbaque. He always was a bit stubborn and never listned. He was on his way inside before the door closed. He didnt realise that my other dog, Otis was inside and Otis pounced on him and Jordan started running. Lacey pulled so hard on her retractable that it broke and she went flying after him. Almost one hundred feet ahead he just stopped and fell down. Lacey bounded forward buyt I caught her before she had a chance to pick him up. He had a heart attack. He wasnt in the best shape for a 15 year old cat. He was very thin and no matter what I fed him he never gained weight. He lost his love of hunting the big fat robins in my front yard. He never moved when we pulled into the driveway. Just laied there like he didnt care. We had adopted him when he was 7. A couple brought him in because they just had a baby. They had him under his arms such an undignifed way of carrying such a dignifed cat. He had always been an outside cat. We tried to change that but life was just too exciting for him. The moment I saw him I fell in love. There was no way that anyone could tell me that he wasnt truly ment for me. We had two other cats when we brought him home, Alexis and Chantel. Sisters. Well Chantel hated Jordan. If he would get to close to her 20 pound little body she would get up and swipe him across the face. Then he would come over to Lexi and Lexi would wash him up. I believe they were in love. He cared for her so and she for him. She died last year. After that he was lonley. Never strayed to far from me. He was not right in the head a little. The vets loved him because he was the only animal they had ever seen who LIKE to have his temperture taken. He'd purr! What a little pudgeagaloop.He used to sleep with me at night. always had his paw on me. Could sleep if he didnt. Like making sure I wasn't ever going to leave him. The day before he died he sat in my lap for two hours. Something that was unheard of for him. Before my father came home from work I bent down and kissed his silky head saying ,"I love you Jordy. I'll never let you go." His yellow eyes looked up at me as if pleading to take it back. He jumped down from my lap but not before rubbing on my chin. Like he always did after I said that I loved him to peices.
I hope he is with Lexi now. Chasing big fat robins. And is plump again.
I love you Jordan. I'm so sorry.
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author, Tatiana Damo
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