Three years ago, our cherished Golden Retriever, Rocky, passed on to the Rainbow Bridge. We're still grieving him! We never thought my "love" Gissy would soon to follow....Rocky left behind the love-of-his-life---our black & white cat( with a large heart shape on her side) Gissy and us devasted! Rocky loved & protected Gissy till the end. Even when he was diagnosed with a rare Ca. & had to have surgery--he still tried to get up and be with her. Gissy sensed his dilema & would lay down next to him sooo often during the day.Rocky couldn't pull through & he sadly passed. Gissy became sooo angry with us. I guess she blamed us for taking him away. She would still lay on his huge bed waiting for him. She would hiss at us & would not play with us for such a long time. Then, I guess her memory of Rocky was fading or it was time for her to let me back into her life...from that point on, Gissy, "my little one" became soo close. She would kiss my fingers when I'd pick her up for a hug & to rock her in my arms. She'd run to meet me when I'd come home..talking away. She was with me all the time...in the middle of everything I was doing or on my lap, but she was independent too...liked her own space too.She loved the sun & sunporch in our other house. Gissy tried all winter long to test out our new house sunporch, but it was always too cold & she'd run back into the house.She finally did have one afternoon in the sunporch..the day she passed. Gissy & I would communicate with our eyes---I would tell her things & always end with "you're such a good girl" & she'd blink 1/2 way & open again. We'd have lots of talks during the day. At night she'd curl up on her quilted, puffy bed in front of the fireplace. Gissy liked to have me sit next to her while she ate & drank out of her special crystal dish. She was my alarm clock in the am. I'd pick her up & fix her breakfast. What a love! All this is only a memory now...Gissy was diagnosed with renal failure. She really hid her suffering! I didn't notice anything wrong until she felt she was a little thinner & she wouldn't finished her favorite meal...off to the vet & blood tests that revealed the grim results! My baby was dying. She needed dialysis & had to stay in a cage with IV's 24/7 for 5 days. Gissy didn't like going to the vet for anything!She would not cooperate with them during a simple physical, how could I let her be traumatized in a cage(she NEVER was in one)being poked & proded for days at the place she hated! And I was told that would be routine for the rest of her life! I just couldn't do that to her! I loved her toooo much!I took Gissy home& stayed with her---she was fighting to live, but her body said no. She became weaker,but still had to use her litter box...Oh God why?..She was only nibbling on food now & urinating less. When I would hold her,she would give a weak meow...even that wasn't good anymore. Our talks became almost non-existing. But I told her she would soon be with Rocky again---she "blinked" & then stared at me.She understood! There is such a void in my being since Wed.(3/16/11) when Gissy crossed over the Rainbow Bridge while in my arms. Maybe, if we didn't move so many times & wasn't so busy these past 6 months, I would have noticed some signs sooner. I miss her dearly, my "Little One", my heart aches...will I ever stop crying? Rest easy Gissy, stay close to Rocky he'll protect you & love you!! The 2 of them will be forever engraved in my heart!!!