In Memory of my Cat

well bingo its been a week to the day since i took you to the vet.. 19/3/12 my world stopped when the vet said you had heart failure and were very sick ,how could my big white tabby be so ill you hid it well if i had known i would have spent my life savings to save you .. but it was to late .i watched and held you my tears falling on you as you slipped into your final sleep.. i bought you home and buried you with a poem and toys near our dear little kittens.. you now lie buried deep in my heart bingo with all of my other furry family… i ache for you bingo love you so much .. stay safe little man till we meet again xxxxxxxxxx

I’m sorry for your loss. You and Bingo will see each other again someday :) - Karen

My dear beloved Dixie, two months have passed since you passed away and I still can’t get over it, I wanted to this earlier but couldn’t bring myself to do it. I still remember the first time my brother brought you home only 4 weeks old, you where so little and scared you puffed at me when I came near you, but we made friends quickly. Lucky took you under his wings and took care of you too. I always found you waiting for me after work and you made a feast when you saw me even if sometimes I would be a bit late. You were such a lively and energetic cat. You always ‘helped me’ changing the bed clothes it was one of our little games, used to make a camp for you with the pillows, I still miss you every time I do the bed. I still relive you last moments from the moment when your left foot went numb when we were on the roof to the moment I saw your lifeless body on the vets table. Lucky did his best to help me grieve over you, we helped each other, he’s missing his playmate, Ruby missed you too although she was not always that friendly to you. Sorry have to go need more tissues ;). Rest in peace my little one never though you would be the first to go.

[hugs to you. Losing a beloved pet is just too painful but I’m glad Lucky is there to comfort you. Rest in peace, Dixie! - Karen]

My Bandit, my Begie, Freddie Fred, Mr.B. I really miss you. I had you since I was 10 years old. I remember you from the very day my sister brought you home. You were such a tiny little black and white kitty. And you were meant to be for Janene. You kept coming over to me, and making my sister mad because you were her cat. I remember the first time you fell asleep on my chest. You were so tiny. And when my sister moved back home with you, I was so happy. You would sneak away from her room and go into mine. Finally she gave up and gave you to me. I remember when mom would wake me up for school, and she would turn on the night and you would come running and jump on the bed and kiss me and head butt me and purr and purr. My mom would say Bandit go wake up Julia. I remember when you peed on my Barbie’s, and I told you I am not speaking to you. Playing house with you, and trying to dress you up as a baby, and you did not like that. But I would brush you afterwards to make up for dressing you up.  One day I played hair dresser with you, and put hair gel in you fur, and made it all spikey…and when Janene saw what I did…well she killed me and made me wash out your fur. I thought she would like your new hair style, instead she said, “why does he look so frizzed?”.  And you peeing on my backpack, and going on the school bus and everyone saying ewew something smells. I remember one day saying to my brother and his friend Max how much I love Bandit, I love, love, love , love Bandit, and Max telling me “if you love him so much then why don’t you Marry him” and I said fine I will. And I told my sister I am going to Marry Bandit, and she said “No, no….first he has to be your boyfriend, and then he has to be your fiancé, and then you can get Married to him” So I told family that Bandit is my boyfriend…I could not figure  out why they looked concerned J .  When I was a teenager and never around, I would always wake up with you in my bed. I always use to say to you, how I wish you were human, because you would be the best boyfriend. When I would cry, you would be there, and when I was sick you would be there. You were there for a long time in my life. And when I moved away from home, I always thought of you, and one day living with you again. And then you did get to live with me again, for three more years. I would have gotten you sooner, but at the time Stephen had Snoogans, and he was a really hyper cat, and I did not know Snoogans well enough at that time. I was scared of what he might do to you, and as time went on Snoogans calmed down, and I got to have you again. On Wednesday, February, 2nd 2012 you passed away in my arms. The pain in my heart and the loneliness I feel, I heard will one day get better, all I need is time.  I really hope that I will get to be with you again. You were one of a kind. You lived to be 19 years old. Even if you were to live longer, I understand now, that there would never be enough time with you. I am thankful that I got to have you a second time in my life.  I miss your kisses and purrs and waking up with you in the bed. I miss calling your name. I miss kissing you, and hugging you, and carrying you in my arms, and falling asleep with you.  I miss you drinking out of my water glass. I would always have to bring two cups of water, one for me and one for you. I miss coming home and you being there. Reading a book or watching TV or a movie, you were there. Oh my Begie I really miss you so much. You really did have my heart. I miss you forever and love you for always, as long as I am living you will alway be in my heart and mind.

I’m so sorry for your loss. This entry really made me cry cos I can feel your emotions behind it. I didn’t get the photo of Bandit you submitted but if you can send it again, I’ll edit this entry. *hugs* - Karen

WELL…my story begins in May. I had recently lost my cat, Kringle, in February so I kept telling my parents that I wanted “a cute, cuddly kitten named Cupcake” for my birthday. So, my parents brought me to the animal shelter. There was this beautiful gray Maine Coon (look them up online, they’re goreous!) named Rocky. He was five. The moment I laid eyes on him, I knew I couldn’t go home without him. He instantly got along with my other two cat and my family felt whole again. Then, about a week ago, Rocky got sick. He began losing weight and his nose was all stuffed up. We assumed it was a cold and he’d just get better. However, on Friday, Decamber 23rd, 2011, Rocky got worse. He was now down 2.5 pounds from his original weight and we could hear him breaathing heavily from 5 feet away. He’d get off the couch, meow loudly, and just fall over. He had hardly eaten within the last week and he’d started to pee on the floor because he didn’t have the energy to move.  Finally, we decided that he was not getting any better and we should bring him to the animal hospital 15 minutes from my house.  I wrapped Rocky in a blanket and got in the car with him. He just lay in my arms. About 2 minutes in, I felt him pee pn the seat. I picked him up into my arms where he made himself comfortable. I kept trying to watch his stomach to see if he was breathing but it was dark and it was hard to see. It looked as though he had stopped breathing but I figured it was just the shadows playing tricks on me. I didn’t want to alarm my mother, who was driving, or my little sister bcause we wouldn’t be able to do anything more for him then continue onto the hospital. We got there and i realized he was gone but i rushed in anyway. They immediately took him to the back where they proceeded to perform CPR> The vet came out and told us that he wasn’t responding. We could contrinue to do CPR but he only had a 1% chance of sirvival and even then he’d never be able to live on his own without being hooked up to a machine. My family decided to let him go. The hospital provided us with a cardboard coffin and a plaque with his name and pawprints. It’s been a few days now and I’m finall able to not cry when I think of how he died in my arms. I love you Rocky and you’ll always be my little Cupcake!

I’m so sorry for your loss :( What a sad way to spend the holiday season. Cupcake touched your life briefly but the memories of him will always be with you and see you through your pain *hugs* - Karen

i feel so lost without you, and its only been a few hours.

i will miss you , next to me in my bed covered up like a human

thankyou for 23 wonderfull yrs. you were my baby.  lovely fluffy wota

your now with your mum , your 2 brothers and sister.

you learnt to cope with the lose of your brother and sister within a month of each other.

you pulled me throw, we pulled each other threw

i no i will never get over losing you . my heart is truly broken

i love you wota

r.i.p my dear son

Louis passed away 12/12/2011. He was 15 1/2 years old. Sensitive, wise, and sweet, he made my life immensely richer and more complete. I learned more from him than I can say. It was an honor and a privilege to be with him. Love forever, Louis, and thank you for everything.

My condolences. May Louis rest in peace - Karen

I miss you so much. You were the fattest, sweetest kitty ever! I miss how you used to bite my nose when I was asleep. I also miss your weird fetishes with leather and vick’s vapo rub. You grew up with me and you were my best pal. We spent countless nights reading on my bed, building forts that I then made you sit in when you clearly did not want. I still sit by your grave and talk to you sometimes. I don’t leave you marshmallows anymore though because the ants swarm then, and you never really did like those. You wouldn’t even chase them.
I still have so many tiny keepsakes of you and even though it’s been 4 long years, I still think of you almost every day and smile a little - or cry to talk about. I miss you and love you more than any human I’ve lost over the years.

Josie was really a big part of your life. I hope she’s happy in kitty heaven *hugs* - Karen

Dear Lilly,

I miss you every day. I miss your big bushy tail and purring that was as loud as a freaking train. I miss waking up to you sitting on my chest and licking my face with your disgusting breath. I miss you being curled up on my floor with all my clothes. I miss you walking on my laptop when I was trying to type. I miss petting you as I fall asleep. I miss your adorable little meows when you wanted to go outside. I miss your ticklish feet and how you would growl at everyone when they touched them. I miss how you would sit in boxes wherever you could find them. I miss you making our house a home. Rest in peace baby. I love you.

My condolences for your loss *hugs* - Karen