Isis was hit by a car Monday night and had to be put to sleep this afternoon. The picture above is my favorite picture of Isis, even though she is out of focus you can see my enamored look adoring her…and I did. Had I know this was it, I would have paid a professional to follow is into a field and captured her hunting, sunbathing and napping.

It was extremely difficult to say good bye to such a good cat, she was really a dear friend and very much a part of our family. Isis was such a loving friendly cat, with such a trusting heart…people that didn’t like cats, liked Isis. I got her my freshman year in college and her brother Mister went to my brother Travis. His cat passed away not to long ago, and I have good reason to believe that they are together running in meadows and up and down hills. They are happy and content, just as I will remember them. One of these days I am going to see her again. I miss her very much and have almost entirely gotten rid of the sick feeling in my stomach…until I think of her. She led a good and happy life and I am so grateful that she was part of mine.

I have this void in my heart that I am inclined to try and fill instantly at a shelter. Isis is my second cat, I grew up with a sweet cat Heidi, who actually got her name because she hid so much. She was a total love but was particular to her owner…who she thought was my Mom after I went away to school. Isis will always be that cat I loved the most, fit me the best, made me smile when ever I saw her and will remember the fondest. One day I will see her again, and until then I am going to try and give that much love to another cat.

This is how I sleep now, waiting for her to join me. We’ll see how long it takes to break it.