Sad News!! :o(

I know it has been awhile but what better way to start back then to share our bad news. For those of you who know me you know how hard this is for me. Sometime ago Rob had this bright idea that he needed a cat. So like the good girlfriend I was at the time, I told him it was the most wonderful idea he had ever had. You see I really wanted a cat but because I still lived at home that was not a good idea and I had no intentions of moving out so this was the next best thing. So here I am at the SPCA with Rob and the idea that we would pick out this cute little kitten, bring it home, love it and watch it grow. Well were we ever stupid. There was a hundred cats and they all looked the same. We stood there like a couple of morons watching all of these cats lick themselves and sleep in their litter boxes and I was overwhelmed to say the least. How can you pick one out of a hundred to bring home and love, when all of a sudden this THING jumped up into the window. Rob and I stood there dumb founded while the little girl beside us screamed. What the hell were we looking at? It sort of looked like a cat but was the ugliest thing we had ever seen. Like the saying goes he had a face only a mother could love. So because I am so nosey I asked. Turns out this thing was a cat. He was a Persian that was so badly matted that they had to shave him. His owner gave him up. He was three (at the time) had a heart murmur and urinary tract problems. Everyone that came in and saw him all said the same thing "he is too much work". So there I am standing there looking at this pathetic cat and the light bulbs went off. I HAD TO HAVE HIM. So we fill out the paper work and off we go. The next day Rob is off to work and my girlfriend and I are off to pick up this cat. We bring him home only to find out that he is afraid of his own shadow BUT it was a new house after all. So the phone rings and here I am telling Rob how cute HIS new cat is when he jumps up on Rob's bed and pees all over the comforter, which buy the way I found very funny. Sometime later we find out that Gizmo (my precious baby) hates Rob and hides from anybody who ever steps foot in our house. He hides from everyone and has attacked Rob and the 2 kids but he loves me. Once we had Charlotte we discovered that she was allergic to cats and the cat had to go. Well once I was done crying I came to the conclusion that the cat was here first and he is staying. That was five years ago. Needless to say that Charlotte is still allergic to the cat, the cat hates everybody except for me, and he attacks Chloe and Jesse. (In closing I am finally getting to the bad news). I am truly sad to say that November 02/2006 Gizmo went to the big litter box in the sky.

This is Gizmo my beautiful baby.








This is what Gizmo looked like after he was shaved. We had Gizmo shaved every couple of months because we could not keep up with all the brushing.


We all miss Gizmo very much and believe it or not Chloe, our Jack Russell terrier is actually in morning, Jesse on the other hand could actually care less. I just wanted to add that Gizmo had lead a full life and in January he would have turned 15 years old.