I am remembering how Pele died,locked in the cellar unbeknownst to us, for two weeks.

I put posters looking for him everywhere in the hood in Toronto.

It was by FAR, THE most shocking pet death of all my life.

I think black magic by me was involved, as I was very stone and drawing a picture of him.

He disapperaed the following day when hubby went to get the lawnmower. So traumatzising was the whole thing, and it was worst for sure for Pele who lost his precious free cat life.... Pele was so brave that he would playfully attack huge german shepeherd unknown to him...on the street when I was with him.

I told him off big time for that surprise attack of that dog. This period in my life is one of the top 2 most painful times of my adult life. i was a total nutjob from abuses constant by hubby whom I had started living again with.

How he was harsh for his poor gf! I had an excellent social counselor, i saw weekly for many years.