When the scronny black & white kitten (Me) with a black freckle on his nose came to live at the Armenian Ladies house,(shirley) she had just lost her 2 year old black & white cat named Fritz. She missed her Fritzy cat so much, she named me after him. After awhile, she felt that I should have my own identity, so she started calling me Freddy. Sometimes she would get it confused and call me fritzy-fred, or fritters. I really got confused by this, but knowing how she loved her other animals, I just took it for affection. She & her sister called it their own animal language. It was quite funny at times, we didn't really understand it, but the tone of her voice made the difference. We knew it was love.
We lived in the city limits of Arcadia, near the foothills. There were sittings of dangerous wild dogs, called coyotes. So my new mommy kept close watch on her furry children. My new family members were Tracy, the Australian Sheppard/golden retriever mix. He was only 1 year at the time. He was an "Old Soul" in a young pups body, said My Mom! Loyal to the core! I am convinced that He, being rescued from a shelter at 3 months, felt loyalty to his new master, Shirley. The other animals were a cat named Oliver, Wow! He was a handsome fella, bermise/siamese mix with long hair & the bluest eyes. He was 2 years old too, There was a calico cat named Calle-cat. So there we were, a fairly young family of dogs, cats, & our human mommy!
We moved to Monrovia, a new home for us. Being young and courageous, I had no fears of the great unknown, so not long after settling in, I wondered to the neighbors house at night, not cooperating with my Mommies strict orders! One night I got into a terrible fight with the Tom-Cat on the other side of the tracks...lots of vet bills and a very over-protective Mommy. I became, as My Mommy said a scaredy-cat! One night our neighbor came over to tell my mom I had been hit by a car and was dead! My Mom called a friend, needing consoling when out of the blue! I hopped on the kitchen table! She burst into happy tears and claimed, I guess there is such a thing as 9-lives. We lived a most glorious life together for many years, lots of gardens and many flowers to nestle in. Our back yard was filled with cozy places to curl up for an afternoon dream of heaven! Life was great.

Over the years, we all grew into a well-balanced family, 2 cats 2 dogs, oh I forgot, Holly the golden came on the scene when I was 3 years old. as an 8-week puppy, taking over the house with a wild streak of fun & laughter. I would make myself scarce at first until she settled into quite a lady, very protective as was Tracy.

We as a family saw some illness come about with Tracy and after many years of doctors, Mommy had to make a sad decision to let Tracy go to Rainbow Bridge. We heard whispers of the bridge before, but Mommy was protective and did not want us to worry about "such things" only to trust in her total care of our welfare & safety. We always wondered if she would be there with us. It wouldn't be the same without our protector and best friend! She only said to trust in her care & love. And so we did.
One our favorite thing is when Mom would bring home a cooked chicken, Meow!!! we could smell it from the car. She would come in head straight for the bathroom and we always wondered, why does she do that, doesn't she realize how intense our sense of smell is? I still haven't figured that one out! She preceded to take the chicken apart and share it with the whole family. We use to laugh when she took the butt of the chicken and call it the "Popes Nose"! That was Samson's favorite part. Oh Almost forgot....another golden named Samson, 2 months old and out of control.

Haven't been feeling well the past weeks, always had allergies...Mom is treating me for allergies...but my teeth hurt and I sneeze all the time. She always knew I wouldn't go to the doctor, so she had to trick me every once in awhile.
I have always had a great appetite so I ate well and drank water by the tons. One day I was looking like I had an infection so we went for tests and had an abscess tooth, felt better but still felt not my normal adorable self. So after a fight we went for tests and found some distressing news about a thing called cancer, I had no idea what that meant, so I was my normal-scaredy-cat-self...running from Mommy and hiding so she could not give me the horrible tasting medicine. She looked at me with sad eyes and it made me sad too, but I always new she loved me and would always care for me...even though I gave her a bad time.... I begin to have pain and my Mom must have seen it in my eyes because she kept cleaning me and talking sweet to me. I had visions of a bridge I always heard about but was not allowed to discuss. I was scared, but I had a feeling I would see my old friends Oliver & Tracy again. That gave me peace, so I rested under bushes and in the garage. And had my favorite place in the living room on the yellow chair.

Well, I guess you are sensing where this story is going, they made the decision...it was time for me to cross over the rainbow bridge.....I am here now, and funny, I have a new body, a new awareness that is so beautiful, no sickness, clear vision...a banquet of food. I have been hanging with Tracy & Oliver and the "Original Fritz"...it is so cool!. Tracy said they have been having a wonderful time, protected by God....and waiting for Mommy to come some day to cross over the bridge and take us to a place called heaven where we will be forever, and never to separated.

Mommy I just want to say, I know you did the right thing, I was in pain and had such a headache. I was afraid only because I did not want to leave you. I am not alone mommy, the air smells great, no more allergies, and I can have all the fish I want...Cool Huh. I feel younger too. There's water & flowers and the colors are so intense... my coat is fabulous and so weird, but I have all my teeth. I don't know how explain it except it is a peaceful place. Tracy sends his great love & devotion to you with a sweet kiss on your forehead. Please know we are fine...I know you have a life to live and things to do... we will rest and play, knowing that some day you will come & take us home forever.....love you mom.....thanks for always loving me....Freddy!