My Cat’s Name is Gia.
My beloved Ragdoll Moses was my world, but he became ill and was dying. I knew the grief would be great and I live alone, so I knew I would need help through my grief. I decided if Moses had to die, that I would adopt this time instead of buying.
I went to the local pound and met Gia.
Like Meeting an Old Friend
Her name [at the pound] was Pumpkin, so I renamed her. I had been looking at her pic for a week and I just knew she was meant to be my cat. I went to see her on a Saturday. When they took her out of her cage and let me hold her, she started licking my hand and as I held her close she hugged me under my chin.
We picked each other.
I adopted her and the lady there told me that her time was up that day. She would of been killed if I had not went to get her that day.
My Little Savior
She went to the Vet the following Monday, and I brought her home late that afternoon. When we finally got home, my beloved Moses passed on to the Rainbow Bridge just minutes after my return. My grief was so great; but Gia helped me.
I never expected to love her so much.
This was October of last year, and I still cry for Moses every day; but I am thankful that I have Gia. I am proud that I saved her life, and she saved mine.
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