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"Look not where I was
For I am not there
My spirit is free
I am everywhere"
~ Carol Kufner, The Eulogy
AngelKitties 17
Angel
Deeply missed by Kathy Musker, England
Born September, 1999 Became an Angel Kitty September 8, 2001
My lovely little Angel was a rescue kitten. His mum was taken in my rescue shelter and gave birth to four kittens, two normal and two dwarfs. Angel and his brother Teddy (cream and grey kittens) never grew properly and Teddy is a little backward mentally. Angel had bowel problems which I thought we had cured but he died from related problems after 2 years. His brother and I miss him terribly. He was the most delightful little boy, always happy and loving. I still cry every
day for him.
Pepper
Treasured by Nicole Cook
Adopted November 1, 1989 Became an Angel Kitty April 1, 2002
We were chosen by Pepper, our cat, on November 1st 1989. I was ten then. My family and I had no idea how hard we would fall for this little tiny, sickly, smelly, and flea ridden kitten. But after many vet visits, flea dips, and dewormers we had ourselves the most beautiful, loving, sweetheart of a cat, who was so unbelievably thankful to have a home and a family of his own. And he showed us how thankful he was everyday for the next 13 years.
April 1st we said good-bye to our precious Pepper. During each of his few precious last days fighting three kinds of cancer and hepatitis, he showed myself and my Mom how strong he really was. A huge spirit and an even bigger heart, I know now he no longer is in pain and has been reunited with his best friend who died four years earlier, who I know he missed very much. I look forward to the day we see each other again, at Rainbow Bridge.
Chelsea
Treasured by Betty Anne Buckley and Marc Stollberg
Born August 17, 1989 Became an Angel Kitty March 18, 2002
Chelsea was a special Scottish Fold cat who brought smiles and laughter to everyone when she would walk into a room and then sit up like a prairie dog; her favorite sitting position. This was not a trick we taught her; it was just something special she did to amuse her humans. She held a special place in our hearts and she was also well loved by our friends and family who had the pleasure to meet her or take care of her when we were on vacation.
Marc and I had to make a very difficult decision on March 18, 2002 regarding our sweet and special kitty. At the age of 12 ½ years, with a failing heart and kidneys, we had to let Chelsea go. This was our only pedigree cat as she was the "baby" that my husband and I couldn't have together. She was definitely "Daddy's Little Girl." We know she's at peace now and has probably found her other two buddy cats, Cassie and Chloe, who she lived with and had gone before her. They are all together again at the Rainbow Bridge. We miss her SO much!
I Loved You Best
So this is where we part, My Friend,
and you'll run on, around the bend,
gone from sight, but not from mind,
new pleasures there you'll surely find.
I will go on, I'll find the strength,
life measures quality, not its length.
One long embrace before you leave,
share one last look, before I grieve.
There are others, that much is true,
but they be they, and they aren't you.
And I, fair, impartial, or so I thought,
will remember well all you've taught.
Your place I'll hold, you will be missed,
the fur I stroked, the nose I kissed.
And as you journey to your final rest,
take with you this........
When I saw him for the first time I knew he was coming home with me. He was at the local shelter ready for adoption. He was a very smart siamese kitten nobody wanted. Beautiful I might say too. He was only 7 weeks old.
At the tender age of 4 months I found out he had FeLV virus. He was in for a checkup and get neutered. He had a foul smell coming from his mouth. So he was put on medicines. He got better. Didn't get sick until 6 weeks prior to his passing. He caught a cold and couldn't shake it off. He developed a growth above his left eye and forehead. Took him into the vets and he needed to have exploratory surgery to find out what the was causing this. I got a call from the vet about this I totally lost it emotionally, had to have my hubby converse with the vet about this during surgery. The surgery was stopped for moments to tell us what was found. It was attached to his left eye and eating away the skull. So they took out as much as possible, but it didn't look good. So the surgery was over. Taz wasn't waking up from it after 3 hours still no movements of his eyes or body. So I had to make the choice and let him go to the Rainbow Bridge. He was only 2 years old he died on 01/16/02. This was not suppose to happen.
My memories of Taz will be with me always. He has a special place in my heart. He loved to fetch his little cushion balls and bring them back to me. He loved to give kisses too. Miss him sleeping with me. When it was time for his medicines he got up on the counter to take them. I miss his talking to me very smart like he understood everything, him and I talk about. Him greeting me when I came home from somewhere. His favorite spot was sitting on my lap with my legs crossed. He loved everyone even his vets and everyone loved him as well. When the staff heard about what happened they shed tears for him as well. He was their favorite. Taz had away of getting people that didn't care much for cats to like him too. He was amazing cat for sure. I also taught him to jump from the floor up to my shoulders without using his claws, and loved being up there to take little walks around the house. It was his place to do that.
Otis
Cherished and Missed Forever Terri Berth
Born May 2001 Adopted: February 2002 Became an Angel Kitty April 30, 2002
I wasn't there when you came into this world, but I held you in my arms as you left it.
Otis was diagonosed with a rare disease called Megaesophagus. I believe that's why his original owners put him in the streets. I feel in love with him at the pound and it wasn't until he was home for a few days that his symptoms began to show up. Our vet suggested we may want to consider ending it but he was able to have a good quality of life until Monday, April 30th. He came, sat on my lap, let me pet him and put his head down. I knew it was time.
For the days leading up to then, he was unable to keep any food down, losing weight and fur. Did not want to be petted or touched because he was in pain. My vet and his staff were womderful. As I held him in my arms they shed tears along with me knowing the struggle we had gone through to keep him. As I felt his body go limp, I knew he wasn't in pain anymore.
I cry every day and I'm thankful his kitten brother, Simon is here to comfort me. I miss him so much and look for the day when I can hold and pet him again. We love you, Otis.
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