Belle was a long haired Chocolate Siamese and a rescue cat. She was the runt of the litter and was constantly getting beat up by her siblings and as a result she was put up for adoption. Belle picked me out at an adoption fair on March 26, 2011. The attraction was mutual and we shared a bond that grew over the next 7+ years. We knew each other’s habits, idiosyncrasies and wants, needs & wishes. We were quite a pair. But she quickly fell victim to a brain tumor. She was losing her motor control and was fading fast. Thanks to her vet, through meds, we had an extra six weeks together. But the end inevitably came. I was totally devastated. I felt like an island surrounded by the deep waters of grief, anger, despair and uselessness. Then PBSS at Blue Cross threw me a lifeline. If it were not for “S” (she wants to remain anonymous) at PBSS I don’t know where I would be today. She gave me suggestions and encouragement that got me through that impossible process of grief and healing. If Belle and I meet on the other side, we will instantly know each other. Until then Belle will hold a place in my heart and soul.