My Oscar kitty is gone

He died yesterday.

He came home as usual, but he was very very sick – so sick, I knew there was nothing that could be done. I wrapped him in a towel and pet him and sang to him. He’s gone.

Dixie asked me, “momma, why are you crying?”

I told her, “because Oscar has gone to live in heaven.”

She said, “like grandaddy?”

“Yes, Dixie, like grandaddy.”

“But I love Oscar, I don’t want him to go to heaven.”

“I know, Dixie – neither do I.”

“But one day we’ll be old and go to heaven too, and then we’ll see them again?”

“yes, Dixie. Some day.”

“Sunday? After church?”

It takes the mind of a 3 year old to put everything into perspective.

I will miss you, Oscar. You were so sweet and so good to Dixie. You didn’t run away from her pet and you often cuddled close to her.