My baby Wicked Riggins, lost his month long battle with a bladder infection and died Saturday, June 30, 2007 at home from renal failure. He was 4 years old. Wicked was very special to me, I bottle fed him as a kitten, and he brought joy to my life that I deperately needed while going through a divorce, and the loss of one of my friends. We became so close that Wicked slept with me every night, and when I spoke to him, he would ‘speak’ back, of course I did not understand him, nor he I, but it worked for us, and I found it very sweet. He even still tried to talk back to me, when he lay dying in my bedroom as I stroked him and spoke to him during his final moment. I thank God for sending me this little ‘friend’ when I needed one. He stayed by my side from the time I came home from hospital after my heart surgery and even slept on my leg, as if he knew it would hurt for him to sleep on my chest. He followed me everywhere, my constant companion, after Daniel left for college, and would get ‘angry’ when I came home later than what he expected me to. But like a true friend, got over being mad very quickly. There will always be a special place in my heart for Wicked, and on my bed next to my hip, where he slept every night, and I miss him terribly.
All Paws Great and Small Crematory
5611 E. Houston St.
San Antonio, TX