Let me tell you about my cat McKayla. I found her under my father’s car in 2000, on a cold, rainy November night. She was a little Tabby Kitten with a huge purr motor. I took her home to our house and on the way, she curled up on my shoulder and purrred. She was my cat ever since.
She loved the rest of the family but she would sit on my lap in the evenings and purr. She did not take any sass from dogs. She stood up to cats much bigger than her, even though she was a very tiny. " And though she be but little, she is fierce" .
She was losing weight since last fall. She had grown very tired all the time. Yesterday, while purring on my hand, McKayla passed away in the vet’s office.
I have a hole in my heart. Her spot on next to me on the chair is empty. I will never forget my cat Mckayla.
I wanted you all to know her.
February 26, 2016