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In Memory of Our Feline Friends
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Tiggy
Tiggy, at 3, was way to young to leave this earth, but circumstances beyond my control made it happen otherwise. He was born feral. I believe he wanted to stay that way, but I had other plans for him. Other people said he would never tame and thought he should of been euthanized as a kitten. But I thought he could be a housecat, and he was...of sorts.
Tiggy loved no one except his sister, Sweetie Pie. He did however, learn to LIKE me and the other kitties. We were friends as long as I didn't "rock his world." Surgeries and medications for years and years were not going to be his idea of a nice life...or mine. I decided to let him go to the Bridge, but not without my heart breaking. Sweetie Pie and I will miss our Tig forever. - Deb |
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Zephyr
Everyone loved her, one look at her face, eyes that searched the soul. The time we shared was brief but filled with love.
I remember how she wrapped her arms around my neck when I took her home from the shelter. How she explored, following me everywhere. Even though she was asleep, she would raise her head with a loud "meow" of greeting. It seemed she fought to live, we both wanted more time. But it wasn't to be. And that last night I lay with her on the floor and held her, she slept peacefully, only lifting her head to acknowledge me.
Easter morning dawned to find her very weak. I made her comfortable and left for work. I returned to find her waiting for me, I held her in my arms, close to my heart and we waited. There was no struggle, such peace as she faded away. I was so richly blessed by her presence in my life. She lives in my heart now and I will never forget her. Thanks One By One. - Gwen Brooks |
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Catalina
Such a little lady, so dainty and feminine. Always sweet and gentle, a real joy, bringing sunshine to my home.
All my cats loved her and she loved them. She would kiss them in greeting and wash their faces. Often she would lie with them enjoying their company.
Fancy Feast, chicken breast, baskets with blankets, sunny windows, I learned quickly what she loved...and lots of attention that I did my best to give her.
She left so quickly, one day she was fine and several days later she was gone. I still see her in the window. I remember how her eyes shown like emeralds in the sun.
Catalina, we love you, you are missed very much. You will not be forgotten.
Gwen Brooks
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O'Leary
O'Leary came to me when I first started volunteering at the shelter.
He was such a lovey boy, but loved to play rough. He was the kind of boy that would be
all over you and then turn around and attack you! He was a funny boy,
He was the greeter for all my fosters that came in the door. He would welcome
them with a swat in the head, but would later be found giving them baths!
He was a sweet boy that died too young.
RIP
Good boy, you will be missed!
Elaine Harchuska
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BraveHeart
BraveHeart, you came to me old, thin and dying of
starvation, dumped like trash by your people. But I was
determined to make you well again. And together, we tried,
as hard as we could. I gave you 3 months of love and you
gave me a lifetime of memories. The adorable nose I would
kiss, the tiny chin I loved to rub and the songs I would
sing to you. How I wish every day that we could have gotten
to you sooner, before your body was too frail, but I would
not trade our time together for anything in the world.
RIP knowing that you were MY treasure.
Your mama and daddy,
Jen and Charlie Luckenbach
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Squeeky
Squeeky was a fine, handsome boy. He loved
to be petted on his head and have his belly rubbed.
He traveled with us from Orefield, PA to
Grove City, Ohio and then to our retirement
home in Arkansas. He died peacefully in Jan's lap
where he lay anytime she was in her recliner.
He has his own cemetary in our back yard,
where he watched the birds and animals from
the window where he loved to sit.
We will miss him and his loving ways.
Paul Butler and Jan Jenkins
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Stowey
My Stowey was the LOVE of my life. He has brought
me so much happiness. He was more than just a cat,
he was my kitty soulmate.
He was always doing funny things, he would go
into my daughter's car, highchair, boxes,
carseats etc, you would always think now
what is he up too? He was a silly boy.
He loved to give lots of kisses too. He was my
shadow always right by my side. I am thankful for him being part of my life even if it was just for a short 6 years. He will always remain in my heart. I love you always my beloved baby boy.
Carrie
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