Originally Posted by
cslahaie
My Rocky was bitten by a brown recluse (that's what the bite appeared to look like) and he didn't make it, when I came home from work he was already gone. He looked like he was sleeping peacefully but when I went to pet him I he didn't move and I knew. It was awful, Im tearing up just thinking about it. I cried for 4 straight days, thank God this was a Friday and I wasn't due back to work until that following Tuesday. We buried him in the yard underneath a small Jane Magnolia that is starting to bloom beautiful purple flowers, my husband said last night "Oh look, Rocky's blooming!" and there again the tears were flowing. Anyways, he was found at a few days old by my husbands grandmothers mama cat who miraculously didn't injure him at all. She gently placed him at her feet and we immediately came to take him home. Love at first site does not describe!! We took turns in the night bottle feeding and my husband took him to work with him until he was old enough to stay home alone. He had run of the house until he was full grown and then he was in his enclosure while we werent home. He loved the occasional french fry and frito and to sit on top of our heads, he would go to sleep underneath my hair, and hang out in my scrub top pockets. We loved him so much we miss him terribly. I will post pics when I get home so everyone can see my little love.
Thanks for listening
Christina