
As I was going from mailbox to mailbox, a lady came up to me asking if I was looking for a cat. I told her yes and she said, "I hit her yesterday in my car. " my heart dropped. She asked to see my photos and said, "yes, that's her. She went under my car and didn't get hit by my tires, so I was going to take her in... but when I picked her up, she just died in my arms.." tears just starting streaming down my face and she held me. I was still hoping that maybe it wouldn't be her, but she unwrapped the towel and I saw my lil' Coco with her tag on. I carried her home, sobbing with my roommate at my side. I can't even explain what it's been like to lose two kitties in such a short span of time. They were my best friends. They kept me going everyday. They were always something to look forward to. My mom told me today, "It's nice to know that you have so much love to give to animals because they are so deserving of it and not everyone gives what you do. When you give your love to them, they will always be there for you too. " It was comforting to hear that.
I have a million photos of coco. we were supposed to stick together here. She was always sitting with me while I wrote here. I'm not going to change the name because she will be here in spirit! forever! Here are some photos I've never shared. Just a tiny glimpse of what I have..

esmeandcoco.

she would drag all these toys onto my bed everyday. a pile of toys...

happily being pet by karen.

working with mama.

She was panting after running around. so funny!

I took this photo as part of my morning series of her paws, on April 15th.

She loved being outside, as I imagine all cats do, but she needed to be watched because she wasn't street smart.

what a pretty face.

She loved being in bags or boxes. More than any cat I know, she would just sit in it and watch everyone else in the room.

she always wanted down into the basement. she woudl beg to go down there. The other night mb & i heard a loud crash. We're still unsure of the damages. I think she liked to play fort.


miss cute face.


new toy.

I just bought her this mouse. She LOVED it!

she would always bite my toes. ha. this was a couple weeks ago. I wanted to get an in-focus one but it tickled too much.

model kitty.

these are my last photos of coco, taken last sunday when I got home. She would run and look out the window when I pulled into the driveway, and then run to the door as I walked up. This time I teased her because she looked so cute with her little head peeking, and I happened to have my camera. So I kept her there, playing at the window and then she stretched her paws up on the window. what a sweetie.


I found coco 2 1/2 years ago when i was driving home and i saw her nearly get killed running under a truck. She ran to this building, pressing herself against it, her little 4 month old body shaking. I took her home and took care of her. mb and i loved her and spoiled her immensely. i feel like if you love someone, you should always spoil them and not feel one bit bad about it because they probably deserve it. I love you forever, my darling coco.