In Loving Memory

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Comment by Bb on March 3, 2009 at 9:33pm

In memory of my baby Blackie who died last 8th July 2008. I had her during 12 wonderful years and I still miss her with heart and soul. She was born at home on my 17 birthday's day. Her mom, Whoopi, gave me that precious gift. I loved her since the first time I saw her. She was a very special cat, always purring and playing and she followed me wherever I went, although she was a little bit shy with the rest of the people.
She had a lovely mood and was absolutely spoiled. When she was 2 years old, I brought home Lucy, my Siamese cat, who will be 11 years next September.I was worried about how they would get along together, Lucy was two months old and Blackie was the only cat of the home. But after two or three days, Blackie adopted Lucy as if she was her baby.She slept with her and carried her like her own baby. They became unseparable.
When Blackie got sick, Lucy got very sad as well and I was heart broken.Blackie had a breast tumor and she was very ill at the end. In her final days she only wanted to be with me. She will always be in my heart and in my mind because she was my special friend.
I miss her a lot. And so does Lucy. After she died, she kept on looking for her all around the house. Then, in August I adopted Lola, a two months little black kitten who needed a home as she came from a shelter. She needed a home and we were happy to have her. Also Lucy got in a better mood as I think she did not like to be alone.
Lola has brought a lot of love and joy to our home. But of course, every cat is unique and different and my baby Blackie will live in my memory forever.
This is a little tribute to her and all the beautiful and unvaluable moments I spent by her side.

Comment by Jill on May 27, 2008 at 5:55pm

Comment by Jill on May 27, 2008 at 5:47pm

We had to put our 7 year old DSH female Callie to sleep on 23 May 2008. The vet told us she likely had liver and kidney damage due to bad teeth and gums and one lost tooth was the first sign anything major was wrong. She started losing weight and even though she ate, she could not keep her food down. We are absolutely devastated! I asked my husband to go with me for the appointment to the vet because I didn't want to return home with just the empty cat carrier for company. We *both* broke down after the vet gave her the final shot. . . The strangest thing happened to me shortly after we put her to sleep. I woke up out of a deep sleep early in the morning and for a short time I smelled roses. . . I'd like to think she was telling me she was at peace.

Comment by Annie on May 18, 2008 at 7:12pm

I have lost a few cats in my life and all are special to me for different reasons. whiskers was my first cat of my own she was a gift of a friends neighbor whose cat had an only kitten and asked if we would want it. Of course i did! I waited a few extra weeks for her to be weened i guess cause the mother was old this was prob her last kitten and she didn't want to give her up so quickly. So i took her and i had her for 13 years her life cut short by what the vet thought was liver cancer. We tried everything she was only good as long as she took her medicine but then she wouldn't take it anymore then she got to sick. I stayed with her and pet her when they gave her the needle she couldn't even move she was so sick and I cried as soon as she was gone. I still think about her and this forum allows me to share her with you all!
The thing that she used to do all the time which i though was so special was she used to carry this stuffed tiger around in her mouth all the time. She would talk to it give it baths swat it around and then carry it around by the back of the neck like a mother cat would. She started doing this when she was kitten She stole one of my small stuffed tiger cats I guess she wanted to be a mother. The tough part was getting this picture this is the only one that exisits of her carring her favorate toy cause she would always drop it if anyone was looking.

Comment by C.A.Pitre on April 18, 2008 at 1:09pm

1983-2003 GENESIS: I adopted her when I was single, living in Victoria, as a companion for my cat "Tigger". He lived to be 20 years old as well! She was a rambunctious ball of orange fluff, at 8 weeks of age. She came from a farm in Deep Cove, where I chased her in and out of a corn field to catch her.

She got the name "Genesis" because she responded to it so well. I remember driving home with her curled up on my lap, and I tried calling her lots of different 'cute' cat names, but she never looked up. I wanted to call her "Rabbit", had she been grey, or a male, but it didn't fit either. Driving along, I was playing my favorite music, 'Phil Collins & Genesis', and I started repeating the word "Genesis". She would look at me, holding her gaze, and eventually stood up and bunted her nose against my neck. I got to saying her name three times in a row, cos she would react so well. She was a GENESIS, named after Phil Collins group,(...not out of the bible - as some suspected).She was GENESIS forever on!

Most orange cats are male, but she was all female, and flaunted it at every opportunity! She had Tiggy wrapped around her paws!
He pretty much raised her, and played 'Mom' to her, teaching her all the important 'cat stuff' she'd need to know. They spent six great years together, before we lost Tig, and were great company for each other, and me! My "Genesis" is gone as well, and I miss her terribly. All of us do, as she was an important member of our family. see photos and article at:
http://www.geocities.com/outthere5897/GENESIS_photosA.html

Comment by C.A.Pitre on April 18, 2008 at 1:01pm

Oct 87-May 2007: CRUMPET was with us for almost 20 years. She was adopted originally for my Aunts to add a playmate for their cat, but it didn't work out. We took her into our home and she joined our two other cats, Tigger and Genesis. Crumpet was a beautuiful loving little girl who was the runt of the litter, so learned early to get into the chow first. That upset the polite routine that the other two had, about taking turns! In her finaly days, Crumpet would sit on my shoulders while I was at the computer, and purr in my ears. I miss her so....

Comment by Nicole Mallory on April 4, 2008 at 5:03pm

In memory of my Foster Baby Cassy.I left her with the agency I fostered her and her kittens for.I had to do it, I knew that, but I wasn't prepared to have her ripped from me without saying goodbye, and the place had lost her paperwork several times.I put my name and number down in the files they lost over and over.I called them later that day and they forgot they even had her, 3 days later she was gone.I don't know what happened to her, and I am searching for her.I do hope she didn't get put down because of lost paperwork, and ignoring my plea to either foster her again or adopt her myself.I miss her and need to know what happened to my beautiful Cassy.I still have a couple of her kittens.

Comment by Nicole Mallory on April 4, 2008 at 4:55pm

In memory of Jack Daniels, my miracle cat.He died Aug of 06 at almost 15 years old.He had been clinicly dead over 9 times in his life.He had undiagnosed Cardio Myopathy, untill the last 5 years of his life.J.D had Ahsma and heart problems but was a livley cuddly boy.Cancer finally took him from me.I miss him dearly.I also miss those baby blue crossed eyes.Both Tweek and J.D died in my arms.

Comment by Nicole Mallory on April 4, 2008 at 4:46pm

In memory of my baby Tweek.She died this last July, at 4 years old.She had a liver problem that we don't know how she got it.I miss her everyday.

Comment by Michelle on March 26, 2008 at 2:32am

Inger, I know how you feel. I've had a few experiences with that - not MY cats, but cats that were close to me. I constantly think about them and hope that they simply found a new home. Anything else is unthinkable!

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