Ever wonder how someone you have only known a short time could affect your life so much? Thats what happened with me and my cat MOW. She brought something back into my life that I thought was lost long ago. My real love for animals. Mow was a stray cat that scared the tar out of me one night when I came home from work. She ran out it in front of me when I was walking up the sidewalk coming back from work. Crazy cat! I thought. I later heard her on the porch. "Mow...Mow..." I felt sorry for her so I fed her some of the Lo-mein noodles I was eating. We just sat there on the porch eating together. I couldnt let her in because I cant have pets where I live but thought for sure she must have a home somewhere. The next street over maybe? For days after that I would let her in the house to play, eat, rest, and even sit on my lap while I was at the computer. One night my little boy jumped at her and she scratched him. That was it for my husband...he had enough. I was told to call animal control to have the cat picked up. I did but was not told until after MOW was gone that my animal shelter puts cats to sleep at the end of 9 days. I couldnt let MOW die. So at the end of the 9 days I went and adopted her like she was my own. I was gonna move somewhere where I could have cats just so me and MOWcould be together. And in the back of my mind I knew she wasnt going anywhere else but in my lap at the computer desk. She was my cat now. Part of my adoption agreement was to get her 2 shots and to have her spayed. I went the same day I brought her home and had it all done. I brought her home and made her a nice place to sleep in the bathroom where she could rest and be alone to recover from surgery. She progressivly went down hill and I called the vet. They told me it was normal for a cat to act like that after surgery. By the next day she wouldn't move...she was like in a veggie state and so I put her in her cat carrier and rushed her to the emergency animal hospital. She wouldn't move for them ...her temp. was only 94 and she was fading fast. I cried when the doctor told me that she might die but they would get fluids in her and see if she improved. They didnt even get the IV in when MOW had a seizure and died. I just sat there while the doctor told me she had passed away and I felt like someone had just punched me in my chest. I cried so hard and went into a state of shock...how could this have happened? She had just had her check up and was fine and now she was gone. It just wasnt fair. I dont know how I drove home that night or how I made it through the last 5 days but I do know the pain is still here. Every night when I come home from work I cry because MOW isnt on the porch and she isnt here to keep me warm as the nights grow colder. I have put her rabies tag on my key chain so when I come home at night I can hold it in my hand and remember the cat that ate lo-mein with me and kept me warm while I played online. I love you MOW. I miss you so much.