April 3rd 2009 3:30 am
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Yesterday morning everything started out like normal. Dad woke up and ate breakfast and Isis (my kitty sister) got up and went to the kitchen to scope out the human food situation. But something happened. Something very bad. Isis fell and let out this weird sound. Mom tried to get her to the vet, but the vet said she was too late. There was nothing that could be done. Isis must have had a seizure or something and fell. Mom wrapped her in a towel and both my parents stood there leaking from their eyes. They lifted me up so I could see Isis. I picked on her like i always do, but she didn't do anything back. She just laid there.
Mom and dad put her in a box decorated with her picture and some writing on it along with her favorite toys. They then put the box in a hole in the back yard and put stones over it. When we came back in the house, i ran into the living room on the rug Isis usually lays on where i run over her and she just gives me a sour look, but rarely fights back. She wasn't there. i sniffed around for her, looking in her favorite spots - under the bed, in the closet, but she never showed up.
Mom kept leaking out of her eyes, looking at the things she couldn't put in the box buried in the back yard. I tried to cheer her up, but nothing helped. She and dad left and came back with another cat to "help fill the void".
This new cat does a lot of the things Isis used to, but this guy stands up to me. I am beginning to think I am no longer alpha around here. He sneezes a lot and he has really bad gas. Worse than me even. Isis never made that awful smell before like he does.
Every night before bed, mom always has a bowl of strawberry ice cream. Isis always sat next to her, reaching for the bowl, trying to pull it towards her. Mom would always save a little bit for her to eat just before the bowl was empty. Isis would only eat strawberry ice cream. Dad tried to get mom to eat something because she hadn't eaten much all day, she just cried when i tried to get her to eat her favorite ice cream. I couldn't cheer her up yet again. I tried snuggling with her all night, but she couldn't fall asleep. I don't know what to do to help her out.
As for the new cat, he is taking up a lot of attention. He forces himself on mom and dad with total disregard for my neediness. He was named "Apollo", which is the god of healing. I think mom and dad need a lot of that.
-Isis