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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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