I don't do much posting but I wanted to write to say a thank you to Rick from Northern VA. In todays mail I received an envelope with $50 cash and a post note say " take care of the cats " It also said " Life happens while we are making other plans " Signed Rick. No return address or any way for me to thank him. Last month he sent me $100 with a note simply saying take care of the cats. With todays $50 I went straight to Walmart as I was almost out of cat food and totally out of cat litter. I bought 2 twenty pound bags of cat food, some cans of soft food, some cat treats and a bog of littler. Last month I bought the same thing and paid $40 towards my electric bills as I was getting and still am behind on.
For those of you that don't know my cousin/ BEST FRIEND/ room mate for 20 years passed away on July 27th, 2013. To this day I still cry every day and every night. I also light a candle EVERY night and on special days I light several. Dave's death was and is very hard for me as I am the one who found him lying on the floor and then having to see him being carried out of the house. Its something that I have to live and deal with every day. We were watching TV , took a nap and an hour later he was gone. 45 years old. All I can say to all you drinkers is to say stop now or at least slow down.
Anyway shortly after Dave passed I started a donation page to see if I could get some help paying some bills and feeding the cats. That didn't go so well. I did get 5 donations. One from Dave's brother Steve, one from Dave's high school friend Deenna Sloper and three strangers. Dave had a cat named Casey that he had since she was a baby. 19 years he had her. I have a cat named Jake. He has been here 14 years. They are both strictly indoor cats. We also had 6 cats that I guess the previous owners of the house use to feed coming to the back door. Dave having the kind heart that he had would always feed them which I really didn't mind. One of the cats Dave named poptart had a litter of 3 solid black kittens, Dave named them hoho, twinkie and cupcake. In the picture Dave is holding cupcake at about 8 weeks old. As the cats got older they didn't like being picked up as much.
Since Dave's passing my life has really gone down hill. I am still behind on all my bills. My real estate taxes are past due. My cable tv and internet are disconnected. My neighbor is letting me use is wifi so I can at least get some internet. I have sold my 72" tv, my dining room table and chairs and my bed along with other odds and ends. I now sleep on the couch. Dave's bed is still here but I just cant bring myself to using it. It would make his room look so empty and besides that his cat Casey use to sleep with Dave and she still sleeps in it. All day she will be up in that bed waiting on her friend to come home.
I use to do pretty well working for Comcast and then Fed-ex. Then while working a lady ran a red light crashing into my truck causing me to have 3 back surgeries and having metal placed into my back. I also had a head surgery which left me with ringing in my ears and losing some of my hearing. With all that I am now suffering with severe depression. Dave and I were best friends. I loved him like a brother as he did me. We had some great times and did and went to so many places Las Vegas being one of them.
I am now in the process of filing for S.S.I. I haven't work since Dave's passing as I am limited to what I can do and to be honest there isn't any work in this area. Besides my chronic back pain I am also seeing a therapist and psychologist to help me cope with my deep depression. I paid cash for my house so I really don't want to sell it and all my savings is gone. Here in this part of PA real estate is really cheap/ My 3.5 story house was only $23,000.00. Its an old house but a nice house and Dave did so much work to make it even more of a home.
I forgot to mention that when poptart had another litter of 3 kittens they were all solid white. I was able to find good homes for all of them. For some reason no one wanted the black ones. So I now have Dave's cat and my cat and to keep up with what Dave started to care and feed the strays. Like Dave I don't have the heart to turn them away. This past winter was pretty bad and freezing cold. I made a wooden enclosure lined with lined with bath towels and placed that on my back porch. Two of the black cats that still were only about 1 year old took to the box right away. They slept in it at night and spent most of the day in it. The mom cat and her other baby found somewhere else to sleep but still made it for breakfast and dinner. The hardest part was keeping up with their water freezing. At night I would give them warm milk which they loved.
All the cats I am happy to say made it through the winter. But sadness has struck me again. Cupcake the one in the picture you see with Dave was found on my back porch right next to the back door dead. In the 2 weeks previous I noticed he was losing weight and he seemed to be moving a little slower. He would let me pet him but not pick him up. He was eating well. I'm thinking he had leukemia. I bought a rubber maid container and buried him in the back yard. I planted some flowers next to his grave. I would like to think he is in Dave's arms again. Yesterday I was looking out the back door and his brother poptart was sitting 2 feet from his grave. it was like he knew his brother was buried there. I know he cant know but I would like to think that.
Anyway, sorry for rambling on but I get kinda lonely sometimes. But Rick if you are reading this thanks so much again. You have a kind heart. I'm not sure how much I believe in god anymore with all the sad things that go on in this world but want to say GOD BLESS YOU..