In december, 2005, my beloved cat of 10 months or so got outside at 4 am and never came back. He was truly my pride and joy, he was perfect in every way imaginable, and myself not be much of a connector with cats, this was alot to me. Four days after his disappearence, my parents tried consoling me by suprusing me with a new cat from the shelter, but to no avail. He ended up being anti social and skittish, much unlike my kitten Ricky I loved so much. Immedeately afterwards, I became extremely depressed to the point where I was crying every day, and even ended up doing physical harm to myself and considered suicide. This cat meant that much to me. I pleaded with God and promised him I would do anything for Ricky back, or he might as well just kill me because I had no reason to live. Ricky saved my life, when I was at a suicidal point due to my parent's drinking and abuse. The night i asked God to kill me, I ended up going out with friends. It was a rainy night and my friend is somewhat of a reckless driver. We ended up skidding on the freeway and almost getting killed, luckily no one was hurt. I remembered my prayer from previously in the night, yet felt no remorse for it as my cat was still gone. I became angry afterwards, and everytime i saw a sign for a lost or found pet I'd tear it down and rip it into peices, because after a week of Ricky's disappearence, his signs had been ripped down by someone. On April Fool's day, my dad said we could adopt another cat. We went to the shelter and immedeately i connected with an orange Manx named Oliver. I was taken aback by his friendly disposition, when my past experiences with the cats in the "cat room" were not usually like that. We ended up taking him home, and i love him to peices, but still a little withdrawn because he was not my Ricky, and never would be. But I treated him with love and compassion and pampered him anyways. It was only last night, after watching an old video of Ricky that i noticed something. He had all the traits and personality Ricky had. I believe in reincarnation, and right as i realized this, Oliver [who i had renamed Siix] jumped up on my bed and started kneading my bedsheets and rubbing against me. Then it hit me, God possibly wasn't answering my prayers because he had sent me my beloved friend afterall! He's not in the same body, but I'm hoping I'm right, because i love Siix more than ever for who he is, whether if he's Ricky or not. But I would like an answer.

yourmom1

woops i meant 2007 not 2005

JDW1889

I know how you feel. I use to have a hamster that I got for my birthday that I named Scurbles. He was a golden hamster and when he died I was so upset. So we went to the petstore and got another hamster, I believe it was a Satan hamster which is completly white. Well she did alot of the same stuff that my old hamster did except for one thing which was climb upside down in my hands. There both deceased now and I miss them both. I hope you right.