This is the story of two sisters, Rocky and Tabby.
It all starts when I was 4 years old, my parents had just got a divorce and times were really rough. We had been bugging my mom to get us kittens for weeks now. My mom picked up my older sister and I one day and had a suprise for us. I was sitting in the front seat, my sister in the back. I was asleep at the time, so my mom quietly asked my sister to look in the back inside the box. She pulled out Tabby, who was a gorgeous gray kitten. My sister was so excited then my mom told her to wake me up and hand the kitten to me. Disappointed because she thought my mom only had one kitten for us to share, my mom told her to look in the box again. She reached in and pulled out Rocky, who was a beautiful calico mix kitten. Both of us were beyond happy, that was the day that changed everything.
Tabby and Rocky were sisters and were orginally named Thumper and Bambi and were adopted at a nearby animal shelter. Growing up, Tabby and Rocky became a big part of the family and really helped both my sister and I get through a lot.
Tabby and Rocky supported eachother through everything, when one was upset or sick, the other was right by her side. They played, they cuddled, they did everything together.
During my late high school years and on is when problems started rising. Tabby was getting sicker and sicker, she wouldn't eat, wouldn't play or move some days. Vet trip after vet trip after vet trip, she finally got better. We thought we had figured it out, she was almost back to herself and eating again.
Last year is when things really took a turn for the worst and went downhill, she was getting sick again and wouldn't eat or move again. She was giving up. Rocky did her best to keep her spirits up and keep her going.
Feburary 28, 2014, she was finally done. We woke up that morning and she was not the Tabby we knew. Her eyes were yellowing, she had lost so much weight and just was ready to go. As much as I didn't want to let her go, we had to put her down. It was the hardest thing I ever had to do.
We all knew it was going to happen, especially Rocky. She was lost without her sister. She wasn't the playful, loving cat anymore. She kept to herself and barely did anything but eat and sleep. As time went on, Rocky began to give up as well.
May 17, 2015, Rocky was ready. My mom and I woke up that morning and we knew, we were far from ready to let her go. At this point, Rocky had lost so much weight, wasn't eating anymore and could barely move. We had to put her down as well that day.
These two days were the hardest I've ever experienced. Tabby and Rocky lived to be about 28 years old each in Cat years. They lived a happy and healthy life, we did everything we could for them and they did everything they could for us. It's amazing what animals can help you get through. I wouldn't be the person I am today without these two.
This page is simply to remember Tabby and Rocky and their sisterly love and how much it affected my family and I.
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