Part 2

Ok ... I've had some time to calm down and gather my jumbled up thoughts.

To answer Mike's question of what happened to poor little Otto, he was hit by a car. My mom and Fiddy were driving back home and they noticed him lying there on the side of the road. I pulled in shortly with Sara and that's when my mom met me on the grass and her, Sara and I held eachother and blubbered. After that interlude, we went over to Otto where he was lying in a box, lifeless. My heart shattered into a million pieces. I just wanted to pick him up and hold him. I was petting his little body totally thinking/hoping he was going to wake up and gnaw at my hand. Sadly, he didn't.

Fiddy called his friend Kim who works at the Vet Clinic in White Rock and said we were coming in. Him and I drove down there, Otto in box with his favorite toy on my lap. I was petting him the whole time and talking to him. "Come on buddy, time to wake up" ... "Here's my hand, you can bite it now" .. "Please Otto" Sobbing (another understatement) like a fool. Fiddy prolly thought I was on crack or something. So we got there, and I gave him over. Hardest thing I've ever had to do.

I know some of you might be thinking "Come on, its just a cat, you'll be fine". But really .. I can't even discribe the relationship we had. I got him as a gift for my birthday a couple years ago from my Aunty Janice and Uncle Doug. She is a vet and Otto had come in because he was born deformed (he had a stub tail) and the owner didnt want him. So there was this sweet kitten that my Aunt knew right away I would fall in love with. Best birthday gift ever.

So now that 2 of my favorite pets are gone, somehow the evil one has taken control of the house. Go figure. I still dont' believe my little buddy is gone, I still will expect to let him out every morning from my room. I heard a noise today in the hall and I was like "Oh its just Otto playing with his string" and I was totally taken aback when I realized *holy crap, no its not*

Meh. But you know what? I got home this evening and went into my room and heard this really strange noise, and I looked around and was like "what the F" ... I look over at my book shelf and there is a fish in a spongebob fish tank!!!! I burst into tears and knew right away that Marissa and Rich had gotten him for me. They had called me earlier to see how I was doing and I was saying that I was really lonely. I can't believe they did that. It really was so great. I have yet to name him/(her)? I wanted to name it Otto, but I'm not sure that I want other animals to have that extraordinary name. I'll have to sleep on it.

Mmm, speaking of sleep, I can't wait to sleep tonight. Last night, not the best night for sleeps. But tonight. Oh yes.

Take care and if you have any animals, please give them extra love.

~Otto~ (L)