New Cat Memorials Added
Sunday July 30, 2006
Losing a cat is always painful, whether you had him for only a short time, or for 20 years. Creating a memorial to a cat you have loved and lost is a good way not only to honor your beloved kitty, but also to help you through the grieving process. These memorials speak for themselves of the bond between humans and cats that transcends life itself. This section will always be "in production," and your tributes to your own Special Cats are encouraged. It is always difficult to say "goodbye" to a cherished friend, and a tribute is one way of easing the pain while saluting the cats who have brought so much happiness to our lives. You may submit your cat's photo and tribute using the guidelines on the photo submission page.
Comments
I came home one night and there was a cat sitting on my door step, I fell madly in love, but he was very old and sick, I gave him unconditional love as he did me, I had to give him IV twice a day and than had to make the most painful decision of my life to put him to rest, I have never forgotten him, and never will even thought I only got to love him for a couple of months, I think god placed him in my life so he could live out his last couple of months in a home with lots of love. I love you always
My very loved kitty micho died yesterday of lung cancer. He was only 11 y-0 and it was discovered last month.Unfortunately, there was nothing we could do to save him so we put him to sleep so he would not suffer. My whole family is heart-broken and will always love him and miss him.
You both have my deepest sympathy for your losses. It doesn’t matter how long we have shared our homes and hearts with cats; we always miss them when they’re gone.
Kitties have the best qualities of people, smart, loving, faithful, loyal. We understand the loss that you must be feeling. Don’t let others deny you the full mourning process for your little loved one. You are in my thoughts!
we lost sheba to cancer christmas week.she was a fighter to the end, as well as the cancer she had an accident that left her blind in one eye, a broken jaw, and smashed nose. Our wonderful sheba bounced back, and was up to her usual tricks of bossing everyone. she was a vey opioniated lady and everything was on her terms, and she just loved to wake you at 3am for a cuddles, cuddles were doled out by her, she also loved to arrive in usually 3am drenched wet and cuddle up to you, and you could see the gleam in her eye daring you.
alas she has walked over rainbows end, well galloped knowing our sheba, she is buried in the garden so she is with us stll.
we live in galway ireland, and we say here to a departed friend “slán abhaile a chara deas”, means safe home dear friend. chara is irish for friend pronounced cara and lots of pets are called it. we all suffer and never be afraid to show your emotions when a loved one crosses over, to us who know we understand. franny thank you for letting us use this wonderful facility , and i hope it helps someone suffering a loss that they are not alone
Le Grádh, (with love)
charlie, millie, and me the secretery
I lost my Snowshoe Siamese cat D.C. years ago to sickness.One January morning he went to the back door and meyawed(Siamese don’t meow they meyaw),to go out.I thought he just wanted to go out then come back in,when he”finished his business.”He never came back in at that time,so I waited until night and called him.But he never came home.I figured right then,he must have gone to”Cat Heaven.”It has been quite awhile since DC passed,but I’ve come to realize he is in a better place.
I just lost my cat, Penny, who would turn 18 in 4 months had she not been put to sleep this evening. I had no idea we wouldn’t be coming home with her. What I thought I knew, I did not. She was my LAP BUDDY – whenever I sat down, WHERE-EVER I sat down (and I mean where-ever
, she was sure to hop most likely sooner than later. Missing her terribly only hours later, I’m researhing how something like this happened. I feel guilty yet I was told by the VET that she’s lived well beyond average cat years, but what may be long for an animal, is not long for us humans. OUR LIFE Is short let alone their lifespan. When we got there, I thought worst scenario she was suffering from gum disease, abscessed teeth – my poor cat had a broken jaw. Not that it started that way, but with the infection and her age and anything else not forseen (ie., possible cancer, etc), this type of thing can happen- it did. Nobody Punched her, she was not in any fight – it simply gave way- however it happend, I was told she was in a lot of pain as she sat on my lap LOOKING terrible but purring – Also told with her age, they’d hesitate putting her under for an operation first consisting of wiring the jaw shut – This again was not all, as they didn’t know how badly this infection was or what other underlying causes got her to this horrible stage. By the time I realized it was an emergency, she was unable to eat or drink. I noticed she completely couldn’t and her mouth wouldn’t shut. THIS was not so a few days ago. I again added up in my head, all wrong of course, her age and tooth decay – Not saying she didn’t have tooth decay, but so much more was happening. Wish they could talk. Wish I had a happy story. Wish Penny was here on my lap. That is a very hard decision to make whether they say it’s in their best interest or not – I did not like being faced with it; I still don’t like it and no matter what, take your animals to the vet unless you’re absolutely sure it’s NOT serious – if you love them and don’t want to end up feeling guilty with thoughts of I should have or could have . . . . God Bless you all, including your animals. They depend on us. 
Oh Kim, what a sad and tragic story. I know you’re feeling guilty now, but please don’t beat yourself up. You gave Penny a long and loving life, and that is all anyone could ask of you. Please don’t dwell on the “what ifs.” Try to remember your happier days with Penny. I know it’s hard right now, but it will get easier as time passes – I guarantee it.
Hugs,
Franny
Hello everyone
I just lost my precious kitty today. Much like Kims story, he had something going on with his jaw/teeth/gums? Horrendous bad breath and thick, thick saliva. He was also dehydrated, and severley constipated. We found him, broken tail, burned ear and all, 14 years ago last month. We thought he was a kitten, he was so tiny. We took him to the vet and found out he was at least a year old, maybe more. What a wonderful pet this little guy turned out to be! With everything he had going on combined with his age, the hard decision was made. I know in my head this was the right thing to do, but my heart isn’t there yet. It been a long time (if ever) since I’ve felt this type of pain and loss. His best friend, our black lab, is beside herself trying to figure out where is is! He gave us so much! Thanks for this forum and a chance to say thanks to my little buddy for choosing to find my family!
I hurt with all of you.
I just lost my best friend, Taffy.
I had to let her go on this past Friday, September 7. She had liver failure. The decision was so hard because she had been examined last month, and “fatal” was not used in my consultation with the vet. That vet gave me meds that seemed to help some for a couple weeks, then she got worse again. A different vet, (the spouse of the first one!),
said she wouldn’t be any better, and that her condition was fatal. I either had to let her go, or watch her starve to death over the next week or so. I was shocked, and overwhelmed by the finality of his comment.
I don’t think Taffy was ready to let go yet, either. She had been following her daily routine (except for recently not eating and finally not drinking either). She hung in there with me because she loved me. I am so torn-up about not fighting for her life. Couldn’t I have insisted that we do more? More meds?
I miss her so much. I am more upset over her, than I was over my previous cats. And, I am ashamed to admit, I hurt more than when my parents died! I guess because Taffy was only 9, and I had expected to spend at least 10 more years with her, like I did my previous cats. For her to become ill, fatally ill, at 9, is just so cruel!
I wanted to die so I could be with her again. I still think that from time to time. Every day is a struggle. Taffy was the best friend I ever had, and my little angel.
Sue
October 30th 08 I had to put down my Flower. I got her in Nashville, Tn. in 1994 from a wood pile place. She was a fluffy calico @ 5 wks old. Anytime, I would be upset she would come over and rub her face real hard against my chest or closes to my face. I called her my attack cat bc, she would run to the door and growl if someone she never heard before was coming up. I got her when I was 21 and lost her when I was 34, the next day would be 35. She had labored breathing and the vet took an xray and said, lung cancer. It was all in her lungs. She had lost weight. The day before, I knew I was going to lose her. I woke up the next morning and took her a little cream and she could barley drink it. I took my little boy to school and then her to the vet where I found the bad news. I held her and sung her flower song that I would sing to her when they put her to sleep. I sat outside in the cold making sure she had sunshine shinning on her while she went to sleep. I came home, dug a hole in my back… it was hard to tell my little boy. Afterwards, we went and put flowers on her grave … and said goodbye. I didn’t know how much she was there until she was gone. I didn’t know it would hurt this way. Loved her so much.