Dedicated to Cindy Bartel, my therapist and Katie Lyons my nurse practioner who take care of my phyc meds. They are the best therapist and person who takes care of my phyc meds I have ever had.
12/24/08
I lost my cat Blackie died on August 6, 2008 I prayed for a cat to take over where she left off. Blackie had a good sense of how people are so I couldn't take her anywhere . Just like my Great Great Uncle George who chased my cousin up to my Grandma's house with a stick, once when he was on a bike. What she did for me was there when I had a nightmare. She also comforted me when I felt bad. I would talk to her and I sware she knew what I was talking about.
When I went into the hospital because I had blood clots in my lungs she didn't eat. I talked to her over the phone (my Mom held the phone up for her) to eat and after that she did eat. After Baby died she got depressed and in my mind she died of loneliness even though be brought Pooky into our home.
When I went into the hospital because I had blood clots in my lungs she didn't eat. I talked to her over the phone (my Mom held the phone up for her) to eat and after that she did eat. After Baby died she got depressed and in my mind she died of loneliness even though be brought Pooky into our home.
Odie (mostly orange one) & Pooky (mostly white one)Anyway after Blackie died we brought in another cat into our home. His name is Odie. A wonderful cat who just wants to be loved. I thought after a while that was going to be what God was going to give me to take over Blackie's place but God had other plans.
GG (Garfield's Girl) One day I got a knock on the door. It was our neighbor downstairs asking if we want another cat. He found a kitten at a golf course that he works at that was all alone. Well we hand two so we said no. I told my Mom when she got home. She wanted to keep her before we even knew her and I said no, no, no we do not need another cat until I seen her for the first time. This tiny, skinny orange ball of fur was curled up on there recliner. You could see every vertabra and ribs in her body. We tooker her up to our apartment. She ruled the house the minute she got there. That is why she is known as Garfield's Girl because this is what Garfield's child would act. For short we call her GG. 
The second night I had her she layed on my pillow. I had a nightmare from my PTSD that I had been dealing with for years. She pawed me up to wake me up. I knew God has sent me a animal to take Blackie's place. I found soon enough she was more. She was a service cat.
I looked on the internet for service cats. I found a story about soldures that have PTSD has PTSD Service cats.
This fit!!! For years my Mom and me where talking about getting a service dog but we found out to get one trained would be $8,000 and that is money we don't have. I thought of taining a dog. I have tained Blackie a few tricks so why can't I train? If you can train a cat you can train anything!!! The thought of a dog entered in and out of my mind for years. Mom always wondered how I am going to take a dog outside in the middle of the night when I'm medicated and half sleeping. Having a service cat that can go in the kitty litter and outside on the grounds works. God is so wise!!!
I took her on the bus a few times. She loved sitting on the seat and watching people going in and out. About the 4th time she went on the bus there was a bus driver named Larry. He drives for Green Bay City Bus in Wisconsin. He had his boss meet me at the bus station. He told me that this cat was for a mental illness and not for a physical illness so it cannot go on the bus even though I did all the research on American's with Disabilities Act (ADA) that didn't say this. He said he was certified but I don't think so in my mind. I think he was saying that. He told me to take my cat home on the bus. I was crushed. I cried so hard. The people at the bus station thought that was wrong also.
We where going to take GG home. Larry didn't want me to take my cat on the bus. I called him a bad name that I'm not going to repeat. I was wrong doing that and I'm sorry about that. He was switching drivers and he was going home. He told the new bus driver to check with the boss. Well she did and let us go home.
This kitten never hurt anyone. She is loving of everyone she meets. She was doing her job. I needed her last night so bad. I froze because I a smell off the man that was the same of my Dad did. I freaked out. I told Mom I needed her but because the ignorance of the Green Bay bus system I could not have her with me. To me I feel so sad. I have lost my partner. I need her and she needs me.
The second night I had her she layed on my pillow. I had a nightmare from my PTSD that I had been dealing with for years. She pawed me up to wake me up. I knew God has sent me a animal to take Blackie's place. I found soon enough she was more. She was a service cat.
I looked on the internet for service cats. I found a story about soldures that have PTSD has PTSD Service cats.
This fit!!! For years my Mom and me where talking about getting a service dog but we found out to get one trained would be $8,000 and that is money we don't have. I thought of taining a dog. I have tained Blackie a few tricks so why can't I train? If you can train a cat you can train anything!!! The thought of a dog entered in and out of my mind for years. Mom always wondered how I am going to take a dog outside in the middle of the night when I'm medicated and half sleeping. Having a service cat that can go in the kitty litter and outside on the grounds works. God is so wise!!!
I took her on the bus a few times. She loved sitting on the seat and watching people going in and out. About the 4th time she went on the bus there was a bus driver named Larry. He drives for Green Bay City Bus in Wisconsin. He had his boss meet me at the bus station. He told me that this cat was for a mental illness and not for a physical illness so it cannot go on the bus even though I did all the research on American's with Disabilities Act (ADA) that didn't say this. He said he was certified but I don't think so in my mind. I think he was saying that. He told me to take my cat home on the bus. I was crushed. I cried so hard. The people at the bus station thought that was wrong also.
We where going to take GG home. Larry didn't want me to take my cat on the bus. I called him a bad name that I'm not going to repeat. I was wrong doing that and I'm sorry about that. He was switching drivers and he was going home. He told the new bus driver to check with the boss. Well she did and let us go home.
This kitten never hurt anyone. She is loving of everyone she meets. She was doing her job. I needed her last night so bad. I froze because I a smell off the man that was the same of my Dad did. I freaked out. I told Mom I needed her but because the ignorance of the Green Bay bus system I could not have her with me. To me I feel so sad. I have lost my partner. I need her and she needs me.
I made a report with the ADA (American' s with Disibilities Act). I haven't heard anything back yet. I will keep you informed on this situation. I will let you know when I find out myself.
1/21/09
Oh my gosh! I just got off the phone with the head of the Green Bay Transit. Kris said she was kicked off the bus due to the fact she was too loud. He should come listen to Odie!! GG isn't loud. I'm hyperaware from my PTSD and I know what is loud and she isn't that. I have my Mom back me up because she was on the bus with me.
I had GG on the bus 3 other times with no complants but this man who I believe don't like animals says something!!! God help him because he just lied. He also brough up that she doesn't seem like she is trained. That hurt me because she is the most well behaved cat I have ever had. Kind to others and everyone loves her (except Larry and Paul). After what I found up on the ADA (American's with Disabilities Act) and the doctor's note also signed by a nurse practioner.
Oh my gosh! I just got off the phone with the head of the Green Bay Transit. Kris said she was kicked off the bus due to the fact she was too loud. He should come listen to Odie!! GG isn't loud. I'm hyperaware from my PTSD and I know what is loud and she isn't that. I have my Mom back me up because she was on the bus with me.
I had GG on the bus 3 other times with no complants but this man who I believe don't like animals says something!!! God help him because he just lied. He also brough up that she doesn't seem like she is trained. That hurt me because she is the most well behaved cat I have ever had. Kind to others and everyone loves her (except Larry and Paul). After what I found up on the ADA (American's with Disabilities Act) and the doctor's note also signed by a nurse practioner.
I think this is all due to the fact this is a cat and not a dog. It is sad that a lot of people think there is only service dogs not cat or minuture horses and so on. I guess I am a trend setter with my kitty by my side.
2/25/09A few weeks ago GG was allowed back on the bus!!! THANK YOU GOD!!! The man that told us she couldn't be on the bus left. Larry unfortunatlly is still there but on a route I don't ride that much. If he says something I'm suppost to get back to the head guy. I pray they find God. I'm not really not mad at them anymore but I hope wish and pray they will take care of people better than they treated me.
GOD BLESS YOU AND YOUR PETS!!!!
