My Louie cat, what a great fella you were. I got you and your sister Callie last August, when I was finally able to get on my feet and start a new life for myself. And it was only a week or so after moving in to my own place did I tell you two that you were the two from my sister's cats litter that would be coming to live with me. I had so much fun watching you little babies get used to your new home. One of my best memories was how both of you fell in the tub, more than once, during my bath time, because you were so curious and intrigued, that you couldn't help yourself. I wish I would have known about this website in July when my Callie cat got hit by a car, it would have helped me in dealing with it. But then again, that's how Louie and I got so much closer, because we were both missing her so very much. Louie and Callie were thick as thieves, the love they had for each other was amazing. In July, Callie went missing, and I was petrified because I live on a road that is a cut through, short cut to get to the other side of town, therefore it is very busy and people are very inconsiderate of the residents of that road. And poor Louie, he would sit in this one spot on my porch just waiting for his sister to come home. We both waited anxiously, but it broke my heart in two to watch him ache for her. I did everything, flyers, humane society, newspaper. On the ninth day of her missing, I found out that she had been hit by a car. And Louie, I remember coming inside and hugging you so hard and just crying. And so, you and I, we only had each other after sister left us, so we got closer because we needed each other. My LouLou, I can't believe your gone now too. I'm so sad, I was getting us away from that road, we only had like 9 days left and you and I were gonna get ready to go on our adventure. Oh, how my heart hurts. How much I would give to just be able to hold you one last time. To laugh at how rotten you were by pushing my hand down with your paw to the part of your belly you'd want me to rub. How clever you were to even know how to do that. I miss your sister, and you know that. I would tell you when I looked in your eyes and saw you were missing her..I would say, "I know buddy, I miss her too. Everyday, I miss her too." I worried about you because you stopped eating and lost so much weight, I was so afraid you were gonna die from a broken heart. But we got thru it, we never stopped missing her, but we learned how to be happy again and through that time our love got stronger because we both loved her so so much. And God Louie, why, why couldn't you have held out a few more days, then you would've been safe and you'd be with me now. Why didn't I take you to the new place early, and why was I there and not with you when you got hit? I am mad at myself because I should've been there and then maybe it wouldn't have happened. I feel so to blame and I am so sorry. I miss you all the time, I hate stepping foot in the place we all three called home because no matter how much I remind myself that your gone, I somehow forget and expect you to come running up to me on the porch as I'm opening the door, or be waiting inside to talk to me as soon as I walk in. And I hate that we were so close to starting our adventure and it hurts so much to know that I won't ever get to see you play at our new home, our new life. I'm so sorry that I couldn't have held you when you needed me, and I pray that you didn't suffer. It hurts so much to think of how scared you must have been. You were such a good cat and you loved me so much. I cherish every second God gave me with you and Callie, you were my babies. I just can't believe your gone. And God, please let there be a kitty heaven, please. Please let there be so I can think of my babies playing together again, no pain or suffering. God please let them know how much I miss them, and how empty I feel without them. You brought them into my world at the very moment I needed them the most. And thank you for that.