
Just realizing that I wake everyday, I do have thing I have to do that are just exteramly hard. I still that voice to "take care of the kitties". I don't know if I posted it here or not. But Foot the Orange and white tabby, Sandy's oldest son. Her was her protector. Foot was always by her side. I think now that is the reason why I have so amy pictures of Sandy now, because Iwas taking them of Foot for her when he passed on. How strange. I have more pictures of Sandy that most couples with out real kids. He helped me in the first year. Foot was a 14 years when Sandy passed. I had hoped that he would last a long time. Well he will because he is on my tattoo with Sandy. S0me say they are pets, but the pets we have were ours and only ours. Foot had came to cancer. He had a skin cancer, but he got it bad on the inside, he was not eatting at all. So On August 4th 05 I had to put him down. The vet was very sorry, and she helped make adrangement for me. I had cremated and still have some of his remains onmy key ring. and the rest is out with Sandy, his Mom.
Monty sits proudly next to one of our trees for the holidays. He was the fisrt down the hall and meet Foot first from Milky Ways's litter. I remember the night that I came up with a name for him and is sister that we were keeping of the four. I looked at him and saw a "M" on his face and he became Monty. And his sister. Emily. Monty was my boy when Sandy was a sleep of outside. He loves to be held. We thought he was deaf when he was kitten. but he was being a himself. He is just the kind of companion to have 24/7.
Last week, I notoced something NOT right. I took him in and found out that he has thoat cancer. NOT GOOD. This week has be very painful. Just a super wreck. I almost played Speed racer on I270 last week. I really did not care about anything truly. My kid are dying! That only thing I have living from when Sandy was here with us. And if you didn't know. The most troubling thing is that I had to tell the doctors to turn off the machine on Sandy too. Now you know what all this bring back.
I don't pity, I want to have people be them as I knew them before. I know what I can and can't do. I know that I have to di something. But if refuse to. What dose that make me. A crazy old man, that became of nothing after his love of life passed away? Well sort of.. I'm very complacant to just to keep the things as they were. And that includes our kids. There might be a time that I can dosomething postive, but I just rather wait and see what the outside world show me. Right now I don't like it much out there. The attuids of people are just so hard to read. I have some new friends that were a easy read. And I cherrish them dearly. I can't say that I wish I had meet them sooner, but I do. I think of the cometian that has to laugh. The ones that he makes laugh think he is weird when he had to laugh. Same gose with me. I very depressed. and when I can't drag my self to return calls or chat it up, I'm not being distance, I'm just being the Randy that they don't know.
I will miss Monty very MUCH. He was always with me. And his ways will never be copied. Those what I have to remember, and try to find quialties of him later. Keeping in mind that they are going to be diffrent, and have there our things they do. But love them just as much.