I lost my baby today. Jesse James was not even two years old yet. He snuck outside the other day and after endless calls and walks through the neighborhood, and a lot of lost sleep we found him on the side of the road early this morning. I am heartbroken. I need to call his breeder and let her know, but I am dreading that call. He was my baby. He just had too much wild blood in him (high percentage F2 Chausie) he was always soooo quick to get out the door without you even seeing him escape. He was my dream cat. I have always wanted a Hybrid and he was amazing. For the past two weeks I have been warning the kids not to let him get out no matter what this time of year (he was all black). I had this gut feeling something bad could happen to him today. I never dreamed of this. Last night I was up until 1:00am looking for him and then again this morning at 5:00am.
I told the kids tonight. They were a little sad, but this cat was an "adults" cat. He was soooooooo cool. He made us smile each and every day we got to spend with him. We just can't stop crying. I am not sure how you ever forgive yourself for not being fast enough or smart enough to catch a cat who refuses to be caught. I blame myself for this. I was supposed to love and protect him. I got the love part right, but I failed my baby.
Please say a prayer for Jesse James that he didn't suffer and is in a better place.
My other cats seem depressed. I am not sure if they know what happened or just sense the sadness in us.
My heart aches so bad to just hear his deep purr one more time and feel him lick my hair while I am trying to fall asleep.
I am just so lost tonight but trying to keep it together so the kids can enjoy Halloween
I told the kids tonight. They were a little sad, but this cat was an "adults" cat. He was soooooooo cool. He made us smile each and every day we got to spend with him. We just can't stop crying. I am not sure how you ever forgive yourself for not being fast enough or smart enough to catch a cat who refuses to be caught. I blame myself for this. I was supposed to love and protect him. I got the love part right, but I failed my baby.
Please say a prayer for Jesse James that he didn't suffer and is in a better place.
My other cats seem depressed. I am not sure if they know what happened or just sense the sadness in us.
My heart aches so bad to just hear his deep purr one more time and feel him lick my hair while I am trying to fall asleep.
I am just so lost tonight but trying to keep it together so the kids can enjoy Halloween