My sweet 3 month old kitten, Wookie, passed away in our dryer on the Fourth of July and I am mortified {shaking and crying uncontrolably}.
I found her myself and will never forgive myself.
I am a huge animal lover. I have two other beautiful grown cats and they loved our new addition we called Wookie. I got her on Mothers Day!
The thing that kills me is that I know to watch for them in the dryer, my sweet baby girl, whom passed, and my male tabby, Boba, love to get in there. I always check for them, always, always, why didn't I check that day, why?
On the morning of the fourth I was busy running around getting ready to go to the beach to visit my inlaws, then to my moms for Fricano's pizza, then to go on their pontoon boat for fireworks. My husband was anxious for me to cut his hair real quick. I had a zillion things going on.
I said,"let me just throw this load in the dryer real quick and I'll do it!"
I, for probably the first time, didn't check for my sweet Wookie, again, why?
The worst part was that my husband and I were only about 5 feet from where our dryer was when I cut his hair. I never heard a sound, not a single cry or thump
'oh sweet girl, why didn't you cry for me???'
I can only pray that that is a sign that she was unconsious fairly quickly, I pray this is true, I need to believe this is true.
I am writing this as a testiment that you can never be to carful with your kittens, they get into many dangerous places. ALWAYS check your dryer before starting a load. I am crushed by this loss and will be for some time!
Especially when I watch my grown cats walk around the house...
...searching
... for her, I just know it!
Thanks for listening, and always be alert!
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