Muffin Elizabeth Anderson

I found Muffin on January 9th,1995 outside our house in the freezing cold snow. She had ice stuck to her back and a collar on that was so tight it left an imprint when I took it off. My sister and I brought her into the house and I wrapped her in a towel and all we had was dog food in a can to feed her but she ate the entire thing because she was so hungry. My mom said if I promised to take care of her I could keep her and I did just that. I used my allowance money to buy her a litter box,litter,toys and food. We took her to the vet to be checked out and the vet said she was probably around 3 years old but I didn't care because I fell in love with her from the start. Muffin was the best cat anyone could've asked for, She was so loving and gentle and never once bit or scratched anyone or did anything bad. She was bad one time and I gave her a little tap on the bum and I felt so guilty for it I picked her up and hugged her and kissed her and apologized and just started crying because I felt so bad because she was always such a good cat. Muffin loved the heat, she'd always sleep on the vent in my room when the heat was blowing out of it,lay in the sun on the back deck and she loved to be covered up with blankets to stay warm at all times. She loved sleeping on our dogs bed so he was always sleeping on the floor because Muffin had his bed and she loved cat nip. Muffin never cried she always squeaked and it sounded like a mouse until I moved out of my parents home then she found her voice as she'd cry all night at the new apartment and I got no sleep. She only slept through the night once and when I moved back home she was fine and never cried at night but she'd scream when she wanted to go out. I knew something wasn't right one day in April as I woke up to get ready for work and Muffin was just standing on my bedroom floor not even moving and that was strange for her and I became worried so I decide not to go to work that day and just stay home with her. All she did was lay behind the couch in the living room and when she'd get up to walk she'd cry and ended up peeing herself because she couldn't walk to the basement stairs to go to the litter box so I knew for sure something was wrong and I thought maybe she just hurt her paw because she was holding her left paw up but on April 23rd I took her to the vets and that day I knew it'd be my last day with her so i did her paw prints at home on a t-shirt and a piece of paper and when we took her to the vet and put her on the scale she didn't cry which was strange and they did x-rays and the vet came back and told me it wasn't good. She said that there were spurs around her shoulders that looked like stars and one of her shoulders looked like it was dislocated while the other looked broken and the vet said it was cancer that had eaten away at her bones over the years and it probably just got worse the last few days and that's why she couldn't walk because it hurt so much and her bones were so weak so I had to make the toughest decision ever and lay my baby girl to rest. The vet brought her into us and I looked at Muffin and she just gave me this look like I love you mommy and thank you for taking my pain away and I knew I couldn't let her suffer so I said my goodbyes and kissed her and kept telling how much I loved her until she went. I miss her so much, she was mommy's little princess and my best friend. She is the best cat I've ever had and I probably will ever have. Not a day goes by I don't think of her or miss her. She will always be loved,always be remembered but NEVER forgotten. She's safe in heaven with my family members, our dog Tyson, her baby brothers and her cousins.