by Angela Mentch

Created on: September 21, 2010

How does anyone describe the perfect pet. Does it have to be older and well trained or can it be small where you can train it to do what you want it to do. Does the perfect pet have to know how to love you just as much as you love it..I think so. Does the coloring of the pet have to meet your specifications or will any pet due..well this is the story of a special cat that touched my life everyday and there isn't a day that goes by that I don't miss him.. this is my cat, Socks.

Socks was born in January 2004. He was black and white, you could say that he was a mini moo cow. I raised him and his sister up from the day they were born and they were my salvation and joy in my heart everyday.

There would be days that I would come home from the store and knew that I would see him the minute I came in the door..Socks would sit there like a little gentleman with his tail wrapped around his body and gave one meow and that was all that I need to see and hear. I would get a hug from him everyday and a pair of paws on my face with a rub of his nose. I would sit down and he would climb up in my lap and just curl up and purr til he squeaked and that was how much my cat loved me.

Socks would talk to me in our own weird way..they say that animals can't talk..but work with them enough you'll get them to say what you want..every now and again you could hear him say "mama"..that would make me smile and just thank God for this beautiful creature everyday..that was all about to change in the blink of an eye.. on November 9, 2006 my world was about to change..Socks got sick. I thought he ate something and he would be alright..he wasn't.he would lay in the water dish and keep his paws cool or go lay in on my bed and just lay there. I tried to take him to the vet but no one would be able to see him til the following week..they said just keep an eye on him and I did. I thought if I kept him in his kennel away from the other animals he might be able to get better and boy was I wrong.

On the morning of November 11, 2006 this beautiful creature that drifted into my life.. drifted out.. I held his body in my arms and just cried..I was crying to God, I was crying to the angels to love him and take care of him because he was a part of my life and it was going to be empty without him in it. I went to hold Cece and just know that I had her and that she will be in my heart as much as her big brother was. I keep his picture on my dresser and talk to him everyday. I love him and miss him so much. I will see you some day at the rainbow bridge Socks..you will be there waiting like the little gentleman that you are..love you my furry friend.

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