I just left my mom's funeral, it was the last goodbye. I felt like I died. My mom was my world. I stopped off to get milk, I had to park near the stores dumpster. I heard something crying loud. I went to check, it was a tiny kitten, he was malnourished, full of fleas, eye infections.. I took him home, got him washed up, antibiotics.. Next day planned to take him to the shelter. I woke up early, he was on my chest asleep. That whole morning, he followed me everywhere. I didn't get a chance to take him to the shelter that morning. I planned for the next day. Again he slept on my chest. I was woken up by him at 3am, meowing n pawing my face, my room was filling with smoke, I grabbed him, stuck him in my shirt, crawled to the window, n a neighbor was getting in from work, he heard me yelling..fire department got us out in time. But we lost everything. I owe it to my kitty, that I'm here today.. I feel I saved him n he saved me. He just passed away in my arms, January 3rd 2019, at the age of 22 years old. Through those 22 years, he's always slept with me, ate with me, we shared the heating pad. He loved to drink my ice water from my cup.. We shared so much.. He gave me life, after my mom passed away.. He saved me in more ways the one. I told people, he was my furry little human. He accepted all animals that came into the house. He was a good judge of character in humans. If thunder didn't like a person I knew to keep my distance.. He licked my face when I cried. He held my hand when we slept.. He was loving, smart, loyal n accepting. He was my best friend, my therapy, he saved me! He is missed so very much! RIP Thunder, momma loves n misses you!

Shellee Rochowicz
CLEVELAND, OH