Hoozton was found while I was delivering to a warehouse in Houston, Texas. She was just a few weeks old and living with other feral cats in some bushes by the warehouse door. Someone was feeding them, so I opened a can of tuna and plopped it in the bowl there to help. When I came back, here was this beauty, just a few weeks old. She immediately became my "favorite" and was given the job of "Truck Cat"

Hooz traveled with me all over the country for 5 years. She got sick in July of this year, rushed to a pet emergency room in Victorville, Calif. I had to deliver the load, so I left her in there care, while I went and did my business, and rushed back to be with her.

About 2am the call came from the doctor that Hooz had succumbed to what he thought was Lupus. I was devastated. I told him I would come the next day to pick her up and take her home for burial (I have a Reefer trailer) but the doctor offered to have her cremated for me and sent, via mail, back home.

Hooz now lives above my head in the bedroom on a shelf in a lovely cedar box with her "puppy" cuddling her. I have modified my will so that her ashes will be mixed with mine and we shall be spread together. I cannot put into words the loss I feel for her. We were best buddies, went everywhere together and I am such a lucky human to have been chosen for such a wonderful gift from God.