Wednesday, June 25, 2008
You all know Sweet Pea. While Mom (Rob's mom) was in Massachusetts, and Rob was staying at her house to care for Fenway, and I totaled the BMW, something awful happened. I opened the door late one night and Sweet Pea ran out. I was tired, I didn't have any shoes on, it was dark and I didn't want to play his stupid game, so I finished what I was doing and said into the night air "I'll see you in the morning honey." Huge mistake. He wasn't anywhere to be found in the morning. I felt absolute panic. I called Rob and he drove so fast I thought the car had wings. You have to understand the relationship between Sweet Pea and Rob, they are connected at the hip. They love one another to death. Rob arrived and immediately went door to door informing all neighbors within a 3 block radius that Sweet Pea was missing while I worked on this flyer,
NEUTERED MALE, 12 lbs.,
ROB OR SUZANNE
JUNE 3, 2008
Rob would arrive every morning to look for Sweet Pea and talk to neighbors. Then would drive down again at night (25 miles) to check. He said he met everyone in the neighborhood and they were all kind and helpful. Many have become wonderful friends. We received lots of calls informing us Sweet Pea was in the area and so we just waited, and walked, and checked night and day, called for him, looked, kept knocking on doors, posted our flyers. It was awful because Sweet Pea is the center of our household and without him we were all lost. It was horrible. A week past and we were in such a panic we didn't know what to do. We actually made up a new flyer to post the morning I opened the front door and there he was. I just started to cry and told him to please come in. He looked like a wreck. I called Rob and told him Sweet Pea was home and to get to the house immediately to take him to the vet's because I had to go to the park to feed the ferals. Sweet Pea was badly injured, but I didn't realize until the overwhelming welcome was over. All the kitties and T-Bone couldn't get enough of him, and then I picked him up and held him so tight. I saw his leg, his eye, his face and I knew he was in very bad shape. We still don't know what happened the week he wasn't with us, but it wasn't good. Rob rushed down, they went to the vet's, Sweet Pea was shaved, put on antibiotics for horrible bites to his leg, and steroids for a scratch to his eye. He's still recovering. But the best news of all is we have him and he came home to get help.
Life without him would have been awful. He would have left such a void. Yes, animals matter that much.
Welcome home baby.
Love Mom, Dad and The Peeps XO