This past Monday I found that our family cat, Twix, had died after we were wondering where she was all weekend. We found her body on the side of our property next to the street. She must have been hit by a vehicle, but we’re not completely sure.
I became numb when I found out about Twix, but I was soon flooded with emotions. Over the next couple of days the emotional sadness and guilt of losing our cat came and went, but the hole in my heart was constant. Maybe if we found her sooner, she could have still been alive, and we could have saved her by taking her to a veterinarian. We’ll never know, and I’ll always feel guilty for that.
Twix was a cat we adopted from a local shelter. We got her to help take care of our mice issue in our backyard. In little time our family grew to love Twix and she became an amazing mouse hunter. Almost immediately our mice issue was gone. Twix was like another family member but furrier and less maintenance.
I will miss having her nearby and relaxing while I water the lawn and do chicken chores. I will miss seeing her in the morning roaming our backyard while I drink my coffee. I will miss seeing my kids play with her. I will miss seeing her constantly trying to get my wife’s attention. And I will miss her “meows” as she waits for us to pet her. I will forever miss you, Twix.