My sweet trouble making cat. Her best friend Bailey died in September and she just wasn't the same without her. She passed away two months later.
She was born in the Spring of 2002. I found her mother, Zoe in front of my home around February or March of 2002, it was a cold night and she was brought in and immediately became mine. A few weeks later, she was at the vet to be fixed and I got a call from my vet that it was two late, she was pregnant with 3-5 kittens. Oh well, they would became mine too.
The morning Zoe had her kittens I could tell something was up, so I rushed off to a meeting and hurried home as fast as I could. Two gray kittens were already born. I always thought that they were Hemmie and his sister Sage (name changed later to Little Bit), just a hunch, I never really knew as they looked so much alike. Shortly after I arrived home another little gray kitten was born, who I always thought was Bailey, followed by a snowball white kitten named Ashton. Lil' Bit went to live with my father and his cat Aaron. I kept the rest.
Bailey and Aston always played together, groomed, and slept by each other. I remember them as little kittens always together.
Ashton was pure white when she was born and it seemed like daily she would just get a tad bit darker. It started at the tip of her tail and the tips of her ears and just started working it's way down. She had beautiful blue eyes.
She loved attention but HATED to be picked up. I remember when she was just a few days old and I picked her up and she just cried and Zoe came running. It never went away, she just could not stand it.
She was always into anything. She used to run back and forth down the hall way. She would then jump up high on the door frame, dig her claws in, and slide down. She would run back and forth between the downstairs bathroom and the kitchen. Jumping and then sliding down. Those claws marks became part of the fixture.
She loved to sit on my desk while I was working, if she moved around to much, I would tell her to stop and she would just sit still.
She did not like her sister Little Bit. She would stalk and attack her. I actually had to keep them separated.
She loved when I would practice yoga. She would always bat at my drawstring on my pants. She was not always the most helpful. The last time we did yoga when she was alive. She went and sat on top of Brian and just layed there.
She was so skinny in the end. You don't realize it until you see her older pictures. Her mother Zoe and her nemesis sister Little Bit were both still living at the time of per passing.
Other pets that I had during her life were Asia and her babies, then Gigli G. Wynter and Binky Wynter and Dominic G. Wynter and Jagger Wynter Peanut, Tiger, Spice and Lucky.
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On a personal note, I would like to thank nancy murray (#47114597) for sponsering Ashton's memorial. If you have a moment, please click on her link at the bottom of this page and visit some of her special memorials like her sweet cat Molly Murray.
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Family pet of M. Wynter
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She was born in the Spring of 2002. I found her mother, Zoe in front of my home around February or March of 2002, it was a cold night and she was brought in and immediately became mine. A few weeks later, she was at the vet to be fixed and I got a call from my vet that it was two late, she was pregnant with 3-5 kittens. Oh well, they would became mine too.
The morning Zoe had her kittens I could tell something was up, so I rushed off to a meeting and hurried home as fast as I could. Two gray kittens were already born. I always thought that they were Hemmie and his sister Sage (name changed later to Little Bit), just a hunch, I never really knew as they looked so much alike. Shortly after I arrived home another little gray kitten was born, who I always thought was Bailey, followed by a snowball white kitten named Ashton. Lil' Bit went to live with my father and his cat Aaron. I kept the rest.
Bailey and Aston always played together, groomed, and slept by each other. I remember them as little kittens always together.
Ashton was pure white when she was born and it seemed like daily she would just get a tad bit darker. It started at the tip of her tail and the tips of her ears and just started working it's way down. She had beautiful blue eyes.
She loved attention but HATED to be picked up. I remember when she was just a few days old and I picked her up and she just cried and Zoe came running. It never went away, she just could not stand it.
She was always into anything. She used to run back and forth down the hall way. She would then jump up high on the door frame, dig her claws in, and slide down. She would run back and forth between the downstairs bathroom and the kitchen. Jumping and then sliding down. Those claws marks became part of the fixture.
She loved to sit on my desk while I was working, if she moved around to much, I would tell her to stop and she would just sit still.
She did not like her sister Little Bit. She would stalk and attack her. I actually had to keep them separated.
She loved when I would practice yoga. She would always bat at my drawstring on my pants. She was not always the most helpful. The last time we did yoga when she was alive. She went and sat on top of Brian and just layed there.
She was so skinny in the end. You don't realize it until you see her older pictures. Her mother Zoe and her nemesis sister Little Bit were both still living at the time of per passing.
Other pets that I had during her life were Asia and her babies, then Gigli G. Wynter and Binky Wynter and Dominic G. Wynter and Jagger Wynter Peanut, Tiger, Spice and Lucky.
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On a personal note, I would like to thank nancy murray (#47114597) for sponsering Ashton's memorial. If you have a moment, please click on her link at the bottom of this page and visit some of her special memorials like her sweet cat Molly Murray.
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Family pet of M. Wynter
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My sweet trouble making cat. Her best friend Bailey died in September and she just wasn't the same without her. She passed away two months later.
She was born in the Spring of 2002. I found her mother, Zoe in front of my home around February or March of 2002, it was a cold night and she was brought in and immediately became mine. A few weeks later, she was at the vet to be fixed and I got a call from my vet that it was two late, she was pregnant with 3-5 kittens. Oh well, they would became mine too.
The morning Zoe had her kittens I could tell something was up, so I rushed off to a meeting and hurried home as fast as I could. Two gray kittens were already born. I always thought that they were Hemmie and his sister Sage (name changed later to Little Bit), just a hunch, I never really knew as they looked so much alike. Shortly after I arrived home another little gray kitten was born, who I always thought was Bailey, followed by a snowball white kitten named Ashton. Lil' Bit went to live with my father and his cat Aaron. I kept the rest.
Bailey and Aston always played together, groomed, and slept by each other. I remember them as little kittens always together.
Ashton was pure white when she was born and it seemed like daily she would just get a tad bit darker. It started at the tip of her tail and the tips of her ears and just started working it's way down. She had beautiful blue eyes.
She loved attention but HATED to be picked up. I remember when she was just a few days old and I picked her up and she just cried and Zoe came running. It never went away, she just could not stand it.
She was always into anything. She used to run back and forth down the hall way. She would then jump up high on the door frame, dig her claws in, and slide down. She would run back and forth between the downstairs bathroom and the kitchen. Jumping and then sliding down. Those claws marks became part of the fixture.
She loved to sit on my desk while I was working, if she moved around to much, I would tell her to stop and she would just sit still.
She did not like her sister Little Bit. She would stalk and attack her. I actually had to keep them separated.
She loved when I would practice yoga. She would always bat at my drawstring on my pants. She was not always the most helpful. The last time we did yoga when she was alive. She went and sat on top of Brian and just layed there.
She was so skinny in the end. You don't realize it until you see her older pictures. Her mother Zoe and her nemesis sister Little Bit were both still living at the time of per passing.
Other pets that I had during her life were Asia and her babies, then Gigli G. Wynter and Binky Wynter and Dominic G. Wynter and Jagger Wynter Peanut, Tiger, Spice and Lucky.
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On a personal note, I would like to thank nancy murray (#47114597) for sponsering Ashton's memorial. If you have a moment, please click on her link at the bottom of this page and visit some of her special memorials like her sweet cat Molly Murray.
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Family pet of M. Wynter
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She was born in the Spring of 2002. I found her mother, Zoe in front of my home around February or March of 2002, it was a cold night and she was brought in and immediately became mine. A few weeks later, she was at the vet to be fixed and I got a call from my vet that it was two late, she was pregnant with 3-5 kittens. Oh well, they would became mine too.
The morning Zoe had her kittens I could tell something was up, so I rushed off to a meeting and hurried home as fast as I could. Two gray kittens were already born. I always thought that they were Hemmie and his sister Sage (name changed later to Little Bit), just a hunch, I never really knew as they looked so much alike. Shortly after I arrived home another little gray kitten was born, who I always thought was Bailey, followed by a snowball white kitten named Ashton. Lil' Bit went to live with my father and his cat Aaron. I kept the rest.
Bailey and Aston always played together, groomed, and slept by each other. I remember them as little kittens always together.
Ashton was pure white when she was born and it seemed like daily she would just get a tad bit darker. It started at the tip of her tail and the tips of her ears and just started working it's way down. She had beautiful blue eyes.
She loved attention but HATED to be picked up. I remember when she was just a few days old and I picked her up and she just cried and Zoe came running. It never went away, she just could not stand it.
She was always into anything. She used to run back and forth down the hall way. She would then jump up high on the door frame, dig her claws in, and slide down. She would run back and forth between the downstairs bathroom and the kitchen. Jumping and then sliding down. Those claws marks became part of the fixture.
She loved to sit on my desk while I was working, if she moved around to much, I would tell her to stop and she would just sit still.
She did not like her sister Little Bit. She would stalk and attack her. I actually had to keep them separated.
She loved when I would practice yoga. She would always bat at my drawstring on my pants. She was not always the most helpful. The last time we did yoga when she was alive. She went and sat on top of Brian and just layed there.
She was so skinny in the end. You don't realize it until you see her older pictures. Her mother Zoe and her nemesis sister Little Bit were both still living at the time of per passing.
Other pets that I had during her life were Asia and her babies, then Gigli G. Wynter and Binky Wynter and Dominic G. Wynter and Jagger Wynter Peanut, Tiger, Spice and Lucky.
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On a personal note, I would like to thank nancy murray (#47114597) for sponsering Ashton's memorial. If you have a moment, please click on her link at the bottom of this page and visit some of her special memorials like her sweet cat Molly Murray.
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Family pet of M. Wynter
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