Gracie's Gotcha 15th anniversary

Today, 15 years ago

I found Gracie at the ACC.

I live in a rural county,

and it's a rural ACC.

It's not a place you want to be if you're 

a stray animal.

I've shared this before but I like to tell her story again.

There had been a stray tortie on our property

named Button who went missing.

Our last hope was finding her at the ACC.

That was the MOST depressing place.

Button wasn't there.

But, there was this young kitten 4-6 months old

at the front door begging each person as they walked in

for attention. As we waited to look through the cages

I commented to the shelter worker about that kitten.

She jokingly asked if we wanted to take her for free?

I had just adopted Abby, literally a month before

and I was trying to get her adjusted, so I sad no I was 

there to see if my tortie was here.

Then I asked why they didn't take her in?

And she said, because they knew it would be the end 

for her. I was already upset about Button and this

just did me in.

So no Button at the shelter.

As we were leaving I looked at this gray tabby kitten

and I said we'll take her.

They happily gave us a carrier and off we went.

I sat in the car on the way home and thought

what have I done?

This was what Grace would do when you called her name.

So now I had Gracie and Abby.

Well Abby took 6 months to acclimate to 

Boo, Ping & Jinx. But after checking out at the

Vet, Gracie just moved in like she was a part of 

the group from the beginning.

No fuss no muss.

She just fit in.

Gracie LOVED Ping.

She was such a good girl.

My sweet Gracie Grace.

I always would call her that in a sing song

voice and she would always come to me

running and meowing.

Our last afternoon together.

It was February 11 2014.

Gracie had lymphoma (suspected never confirmed)

Her lungs kept filling up with fluid and she 

couldn't breath. Just a few days before, I had

let them drain her lungs and it only took 48 hours for them

to fill up again. I couldn't keep putting her through that.

So to end your suffering, I accepted my own.

She was far too young, only 9.

She was such a good girl.

Miss you my darling Gracie Grace.