Please join me in showing respects and remembering Sophie, our sadly departed Star Kit for today. She was 4 months old from Memphis, Tennessee.
I don’t typically write about my emotions when something horrible happens, but yesterday, I lost my baby kitten, Sophie and I don’t know how to cope so I thought telling her story may help. About two months ago, I started a new job and one of my coworkers found a stray cat who immediately started having kittens the day they found her. My coworker said the kittens were already two months old and free to a good home, so I ran home to ask my mom if we could consider adopting one. We have a two year old cat named Phoenix, who stole our hearts and we thought giving him a companion would be great for our family. After thoroughly considering it, we decided to adopt a kitten. My coworker sent me a picture of the runt, a little girl kitten, and I just had an instant connection with that picture, knowing she was going to be our newest addition to the family. I was so excited. We decided to take her for a few days and test out how the new little girl, who we named Sophie interacted with our older cat, Phoenix. We ended up never returning her. She was instantaneously part of our family and we were enthusiastic about having a little girl kitten.
She was very vocal, always meowing about something. She was a licker too. We slept together every night and she would always wake me up by licking my face. Yesterday, Sophie was scheduled to be fixed and so me and my mom woke up early and took her to the vet. We took two separate cars and Sophie always meowed during car rides and I kept telling her she’d be okay, that it was just a tiny surgery. I knew she couldn’t understand me but I hoped that my voice provided her comfort. After we arrived at the vets office, they took her back immediately. I didn’t get to pet her goodbye but I was okay because I knew I would see her the next day. After dropping her off, I came back home and me and my cat, Phoenix, took a nap together where I had a nightmare of my cats being taken away from me. Now I don’t know if it was foreshadowing or God talking to me, but when I woke up, my mom came home 30 minutes later in tears, saying that my baby kitten was dead. The vet said that the surgery went well but when they went to wake her up, her heart stopped. Now, I understand that I only had my little princess for two months but that girl had me wrapped around her little paw. She was loved by many, and best friends with Phoenix. She will be so missed and I honestly can’t comprehend the shock of her being a happy and healthy kitten yesterday morning to me mourning her today. I’m a 19 year old college student and I honestly don’t know how I’m going to carry on, knowing that my little girl won’t be able to have the future I hoped with me.