Punky Poo
by Katie Tanner
I can remember when I was 6. All I wanted for my seventh birthday was a kitten. But not any kitten, I wanted an orange female runt. My mother browsed the stores and thought she wouldn't be able to fufill my wish, until she saw my little girl. An orange female runt! On my birthday, my Mom handed me a giant bag. I had no idea what was inside. I peeked over the edges to see -gasp- an orange kitten! Pumpkin soon became her name, and she soon became my heart. I lived and loved her forever. She was my beautiful orange "tiger" and she loved the outdoors. She was so playful and fearless, with courage to boot. Oh, my little girl, who fulfilled me entirely! Then, she started developing a growth on her anus. We took her in to the vet when we first detected it, but they said she was fine. About 6 months later, when it had gotten noticeably worse, we took her in again. Cancer. She needed to be put down. I'm shattered. Tomorrow morning, I will bid farewell to my feline friend, my baby, my little girl. I'll miss her so much! But I know she needs to go now, even though I would do anything to keep her here with me. Punky - I love you so much, baby! You're a gorgeous girl and your Mommy will never forget those big green eyes or that big personality to match. I want you to play and be healthy and happy...and Mommy will be up there, one day, and we can snuggle and play forever and ever. You're leaving my palms, my lap...but you will stay forever in my mind, heart, body. I love you more than I could ever tell you, and don't ever forget that. I'll wear your tag around my neck, over my heart, from now on. You're my only...I love you dearly. <33
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