Paisley

 This blog post is a little different this week. Unfortunately, I had to put my baby of ten years down on Friday. Paisley was so special to me and while I know I'll have other cats and animals in my life, I'll never have another Paisley. We had a bond that was unexplainable. Growing up we fostered lots of animals. When I was twelve years old, we fostered her and her two siblings and got them in November of 2013. Since Christmas was coming up soon the rescue gave them Christmas names and they were named Holly, Jolly, and Jingle. We didn't plan on keeping her, but once they were old enough her two siblings got adopted and nobody wanted her. My family came to an agreement that we would keep her, but she would be our last for a while. She wasn't our last as we now have two additional cats and a dog, but what mattered is we got to keep her. We renamed her Paisley and the rest was history. She genuinely was my best friend in animal form. She was my emotional support animal, but I was also her emotional support human. Whenever I would have an endometriosis flair up or cramps, she would lay on my stomach to help put pressure on my stomach which helped the pain. If I were crying, she would lay with her head on my collarbone and catch my tears with her head. She sat in the shower with me and just wanted to be wherever I was. I know it's only been three days since I had to say goodbye, but I don't think this is something I will ever fully get over. She wasn't my family's first pet, but she was my first pet that was strictly mine. She will forever have a special place in my heart and I plan to get a tattoo for her this summer. To my sweet Paisley, I will never forget you. I am so thankful that we got to spend the time we had together. I love you so much. Rest in peace my sweet girl.