Suzy Q 1996-2011

I feel the same feeling that I felt the night I read Where the Red Fern Grows with my mom in 3rd grade.  Remember how sad it was when his dogs died?  I'm seriously crying with tissues right now.  What in the heck?!  My poor little cat had to be put down today, so sad!  The cat is technically mine, but she's been at my parents since I left for college.  I begged and begged for a cat and finally when I was a Junior in high school, my parents broke down and let me.  We got her when she was about 3 years old.  She was a feisty cat and would rarely let you hold her or pet her, not a lap cat at all.  But she was lovable and would do funny stuff.  She would always be up in the mornings with me when I was getting ready for seminary and then she'd tried to sneak out the back door when I left.  There were many times that I had to chase after her in frigid Ohio temps with wet hair trying to get her back inside.  A few years later I left for college so my parents had to keep her for me and they permanently kept her after I married Ryan since he's not too fond of animals.  So we visited her regularly whenever we go over to my parents.  My kids loved her, but were also petrified of her.  She would randomly hiss at them so if she was near by they would want an adult close in case she pounced, haha.  Well, she got really sick these past few weeks and if got bad enough that we felt like she was suffering.  So sad, but I'm glad she's not suffering anymore.  Okay, seriously I'm going to stop crying now, this is ridiculous!