You Are Now A Little Angel Boy, Max

God gave you your wings little boy.

I didn't know Max for all that long but in the short time that I did know him, I truly loved him.

He was just one of the many cats that survived a house fire that took his human mom away. I rescued as many as I could, the ones that were easy to get but then remained the ones that were really scared.. Every day that I went over there to feed the kitties that remained, Max was always one of the first ones that I would see. In fact, he would always be sitting inside of that burned out house. As soon as I came out with a bag of kitty food in my hands he made sure to be one of the first ones to the dish. A cute little Tuxedo, soft kind eyes. Though, he wouldn't let me touch him in the beginning but I was sure to talk to him every evening that I was there to feed them. I don't think he knew it then but that little boy always brightened my day. I looked forward to seeing him there. Eventually, one evening he ran by my side and the first time he let me touch him, was a nose boop. I would stay for a little bit and talk with him. I loved that little guy. Honestly, he was the very highlight of my days. The last time that I saw him, he finally let me pet him. And all I could think about was getting him out of there. Little did I know that the last time was the last time. I don't want to go into what happened to the poor little guy.. I will just start to cry and I wont be able to breathe again.. but what happened was truly unfair and cruel. He was too trusting... Now Max boy has his angel wings and running with all our other loved ones...

I miss you Max and I truly hope and pray that you knew that I loved you.... I am so sorry for the way your life on the Earth was ended. Probably no more than 3 years old. Max, everytime I look at Smokey, I see you in his face.. Im certain that he is your offspring. I do believe I will see you again in Heaven.. I have to believe that.

I feel like my heart has been ripped out of my chest... and the air sucked from my lungs... I will never forget you Max and i am so sorry

First of all, thank you very much for looking out for those cats. You're an amazing person to do that, and I have a lot of respect for wonderful people like you. And I am truly sorry for your loss, and understand just how you feel. I lost my dear Lady G. on January 19, and I'm still hurting. Time will ease our pain a little, so you just hang in there.

Wishing you all the best, and comfort in the days ahead.

RIP Max

You were his angel of mercy when he needed you, he will always carry that and it comforted him at the end.I will never understand the cruelties of this world, it seems to be neverending at times, and I can only pray that Karma will play it's role.
To lose one so afraid, and beginning to trust, is a true heartbreak. To survive what he did and then to neet an even crueler death is beyond senseless, it is incomprehensible, that is why your soul is so shattered. You bonded with that little boy and that bond can never be broken, not even by death beause it is spiritual, not physical. "Death cannot take that which never dies" and you are secure in that knowledge because you know you will carry him in your heart forever. He lives on through you now, and you know that just as you would want for him if you were the first to go, so he wants for you. Send him thoughts of love and comfort, he will be forever as close as your thoughts and prayers. Do not let his death deter you from your mission of being a savior to those who have nothing, do not let this evil win. It will make you stronger in the future, and more determined to not let it happen again. Like a Pheonix rising from it's ashes, it first has to be completely consumed. Your love will expand in your soul from adding his own, and spreading this love to others will keep him eternally living on.
There is nothing you can do to change the past, the only thing we have is to make changes in our present from what we have learned in the past to form our futures. You had no intent of harm to that boy, in fact just the opposite, and you have to have intent to justify guilt. So please don't hold guilt, there was absolutely nothing to foresee this. Evil strikes without warning and there is no way to prepare for it.
You can't save the world, but all of us together can make a difference, saving one cat at a time......and you are already making a difference. I salute you for your efforts, I cry with you for the losses. Take care of yourself, we need a lot more like you in the world, and I am sure Max would agree!
My heart goes out to you, thank you for your wonderful tribute to a sweet boy who deserved so much more. I'll keep you both in my thoughts and prayers, it takes a long time to heal a broken heart.
RIP sweet Max. You will never be forgotten, you will forever have a secure place in a loving heart. May the good Lord bless and keep you, until you meet again!

You truly are an Angel on Earth for taking care of those cats after such a horrible thing, and I am so sorry to hear that something bad happened to yet another little tuxedo, this is about the 3rd one in just a few days that have been on here and it bothers me so, but you did above and beyond what most would do, he knew that and loved you for it and thanks you, and where he is now he is just fine again and when he sees you down the line he will thank you for your love and kindness.

"Their last breath on Earth is their first breath in Heaven"

Again thank you for looking out for those little ones, I hope that your heart heals a bit more each day, Lord Bless you.....

I'm so sorry for the tragic loss of the wonderful Max, the cat who had started trusting you after that life had set a bad fate aside for him.
But again something evil came down on him, and this is unfair and painful to all those who can appreciate the value of a life.

I can fully understand how you are feeling now, I went through something similar 11 years ago.
I had trapped and rescued an elderly feral cat who had developed mammary cancers. She had been sick and hiding for a few weeks, but one day she showed up again and I think she was asking for help. She let me grab her bare-handed, and she was a cat who would have torn my hands apart when she was healthy.

I spent lots of money to have her cured. The vets removed all her tumors, she had two rows of mammary cancers. The vets were sure she wouldn't have survived the surgery, but she was discharged three weeks later and I found a safe shelter for her.
To cut the story short, I was called by the manager of the shelter three months later, they had found her dead in her bed. They returned her to me in a plastic bag.
I won't step into details, but when I came back home and opened the bag up I found out she had been killed.
I had no evidence of who could have been, but I tried to have the shelter prosecuted, to no avail.

I had the cat trust me a bit after a life of fear and hiding, and when she was going to live a comfortable life, some sick mind decided to kill her for no reason.

I know there is a special place for these little angels, up there, at the Bridge, just like I know there will be a special place down there, in the eternal flames, for those who didn't respect an innocent life.

RIP Max, you have been lucky anyway.

Rest you gentle, Max, dream you deep. Your pawprints are on someone's heart forever.

Thanks to you, Max knew he was loved, no matter what he had lost, he was loved again. You did all you could to help him, and he left this world knowing someone cared. No matter the circumstances, he knew someone cared. All we can do is all we can do, and you HAD to take things at his pace. You did well, my Friend. You did well.

This post made me cry. Even with no details of what happened, I can also feel my heart breaking into pieces.

I am sorry for your loss. Thank you for looking after him. I know that he will be forever grateful to you.

Rest in peace, little Boy Max. Goodnight, beautiful Tuxedo angel. Goodnight.

Thank you to everyone. It hasn't got any easier losing him. The trauma in the way he left this world... Yesterday was 1 week since little Max passed away.. I find myself crying all the time.. I was driving out to town and the whole way, I just couldn't stop crying for him. Any time I start talking about him, I let go and cry. Oh Max, I love you so... I would do anything just to go back to the day before and scoop you up and take you away... but I can't and now its too late. I loved him, I still love and always will love him. MY heart is shattered.. sweet boy...

He knew you loved him by the way you came and took care of him. Take good care of yourself. Crying is part of your healing. In time, I pray that you will remember the good times with him, not the trauma of his death. Thank you for loving him and making his trauma of losing his human better for him.