Monty: Adopted by Ruth
My boyfriend and I went to a friend's house 6 years ago to get a cat. Andrew wanted a black cat but when we got to our friend's house. A tiny tabby jumped up on my shoulder and wouldn't leave me alone. We took her with us but when we got back home she ran and hid and we hardly saw her for weeks.
Slowly but surely Monty came out of her shell and started to get used to her knew home. She was very frightened of anything new and was especially frightened of men. In time, with lots of love and patience Monty picked up confidence and after a while she ruled our home. Monty and me had a very strong bond - she would say hello to me (it really was "hello") and we both knew how much we loved each other. She understood what I said to her and I understood what she was telling me.
After our little boy was born last year Monty felt a little bit pushed out. I took extra time to make her feel loved and special and she soon realised that although things had changed in the house she was still my little girl. She was very wary of her new brother for a while and wouldn't go anywhere near him. Before she died though they would play together and she would sometimes sleep in his room. I know that they would have been very good friends and got up to lots of mischief together. I feel very sad that won't happen now.
On 4 November lots of fireworks were going off around us and whilst I was in the kitchen there was a massive bang from a firework. I thought to myself that Monty might be frightened as she was out and about so I opened the back door to shout her. She didn't come so I knew she would probably be across the road around the front of the house. I was busy talking to my boyfriend and son as I opened the front door and without thinking I shouted Monty.
She came running across the road like she always did when she heard me into the path of a car. I know there was nothing the car could do to avoid her and it went straight over her. I ran to her and picked her up but she died just minutes later. I feel so guilty. If only I'd been concentrating, instead of talking, I might have noticed the car and not shouted her straight away or I could have done something to stop it from happening.
Monty was only 7 and had lots of love and mischief left in her. I feel so sad without her and miss her very much and will never stop loving her. We've planted a tree in our garden in memory of her and she will always live on in my heart and memories. I love you Monty. xxx
There are no new mature cats available for the moment, although we have plenty of feral cats that need a good home.
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