One night, Pye had a litter of kittens. When I checked on her before I went to bed
she had three kittens. I was almost
asleep when I felt her next to me. When
I turned on the light she had a kitten stuck half way out of her. She was struggling. "Mom, Pye is having problems having this
kitten", I yelled. Mom didn't come
into my room; she just yelled back, “Don’t pull on the kitten."
I didn’t know
what to do. I began praying, “Dear God,
help Pye!” I was sitting on the bed. Pye
placed her head between my knees and pushed hard. The kitten was born dead. I cried as I wrapped up the little kitten. Pye
went back to her litter of three.
Mom broke it off with Ed again, but he
wasn’t taking “no” for an answer. A couple of Mom’s friends from Beauty School
were at the house when he showed up. Mom
tried to shut the door on him but he pushed his way in.
“You’re coming with me!” he said as he
proceeded to pick her up bodily.
One of Mom’s friends ran into the
kitchen; came back running at Ed with an iron skillet.
Ed let go of Mom, but he swore he would be back, as he left.