My white kitty Tera was run over by a car in front of our house Sunday. Tera would have been 16 years old in June and a part of our family. She was getting on in years and in the past few months had suffered a few minor health issues. Tera was an "inside" cat but loved to sit in the backyard and roll in dry dirt on sunny days. I never once saw her cross the street but she did like to play in the neighbor's backyard occasionally. I was shocked to hear my cell message that she was run over and killed. I found her laying just near the curb in front of our neighbor's house on the most beautiful Sunday evening when everything seemed to be rolling along so smoothly.So, I've been shaken with tears of painful grief the past two evenings. We buried her in our backyard. I'd named her Tera when my husband and I were dating because of the the sheer "terror" she'd caused as a kitten when she'd bite all who she'd meet but always in a nice way. Tera always pp'd and pooped where she was suppose to and was an affectionate little white ball of hairy love. Tera has seen us through many years of the best and has certainly comforted me through the very worst.
My daughter had a field trip to Kemah Boardwalk scheduled this morning and I was to be a 2nd grade parent chaperon. Yucky early morning thunderstorms struck anxiety in all of our stomachs by 7am, forewarning that our much awaited field trip might be cancelled. It eventually was cancelled but I managed to contact a few of my daughter's friend's parents to get permission to take the girls bowling, swimming and then to Houston SPCA to pick a new kitten. We bring "Speckles" or maybe"Rebecca" home Thursday and our day was saved.
Rest in Peace Tera Kitty and may there be plenty of bite-able morsels and sunny dirt piles for rolling into PetErnity.
