Smokey was my precious cat. She was a true gift. She was with us almost 18 or 21 years (we are not sure, we had her so long). She passed away from cancer. She died in my arms. After my mom and I had our last minutes with her, we buried her under my grandmothers weeping cherry tree at my grandparents house. A perfect spot for a perfect friend.
The following was written September 19, 2004 for a pet memorial website:
From Shannon:
I picked her from a litter of stray kittens. Too young to be taken from her mother, we had to feed her with an eye dropper. She was still so small that her entire body could fit into my hand.
She was a very fearless cat; she was always getting into things, up to the very end. She had her hiding spots, under the bed, behind the washer or the couch. But most of all, she seemed to love being around us.
When she wanted something, she would always tell you..or just push your face out the way to drink your milk out of your cereal bowl or your water out from your cup. She knew she could get away with it. She had us wrapped around her cute little paws...and she knew it. She lived a long and happy life...spoiled rotten, but soo loved.
Her last day was a shock. We knew it was coming, but didn't realize it would happen so quickly. It's started out like any other day, her under our feet, asking for food. Within hours, she hardly had the energy to hold up her head. I knew we didn't have much longer with her. My mom and I took turns holding her, telling her it was time to go home. She passed away at 3:59pm in my arms on 9/18/2004. She is already sorely missed. My morning cereal just won't be the same.
From my mom:
We were not supposed to have pets in our apartment, but it didn't take very long for my young daughter to convince me to keep this sweet little baby kitty. We nursed her from very young and fell in love with her quickly.
Over the many (but not enough) years we've shared her life, she has been the sweetest, most cuddly creature God has ever made. She was always getting into things, but forgiveness was almost instant. She would purr so loudly, you could hear her across the room. I know she knew how much we loved her. We kept her a house cat so no outside germs could get to her. We nursed her through many illnesses, but no baby tylenol could help her this time.
This little kitty we were not suppossed to have changed our lives for the better. I miss her so much already. My heart aches knowing that I will never hear her soft meow in the morning, God - please take good care of our sweet Smokey.
The following was written September 19, 2004 for a pet memorial website:
From Shannon:
I picked her from a litter of stray kittens. Too young to be taken from her mother, we had to feed her with an eye dropper. She was still so small that her entire body could fit into my hand.
She was a very fearless cat; she was always getting into things, up to the very end. She had her hiding spots, under the bed, behind the washer or the couch. But most of all, she seemed to love being around us.
When she wanted something, she would always tell you..or just push your face out the way to drink your milk out of your cereal bowl or your water out from your cup. She knew she could get away with it. She had us wrapped around her cute little paws...and she knew it. She lived a long and happy life...spoiled rotten, but soo loved.
Her last day was a shock. We knew it was coming, but didn't realize it would happen so quickly. It's started out like any other day, her under our feet, asking for food. Within hours, she hardly had the energy to hold up her head. I knew we didn't have much longer with her. My mom and I took turns holding her, telling her it was time to go home. She passed away at 3:59pm in my arms on 9/18/2004. She is already sorely missed. My morning cereal just won't be the same.
From my mom:
We were not supposed to have pets in our apartment, but it didn't take very long for my young daughter to convince me to keep this sweet little baby kitty. We nursed her from very young and fell in love with her quickly.
Over the many (but not enough) years we've shared her life, she has been the sweetest, most cuddly creature God has ever made. She was always getting into things, but forgiveness was almost instant. She would purr so loudly, you could hear her across the room. I know she knew how much we loved her. We kept her a house cat so no outside germs could get to her. We nursed her through many illnesses, but no baby tylenol could help her this time.
This little kitty we were not suppossed to have changed our lives for the better. I miss her so much already. My heart aches knowing that I will never hear her soft meow in the morning, God - please take good care of our sweet Smokey.
Smokey was my precious cat. She was a true gift. She was with us almost 18 or 21 years (we are not sure, we had her so long). She passed away from cancer. She died in my arms. After my mom and I had our last minutes with her, we buried her under my grandmothers weeping cherry tree at my grandparents house. A perfect spot for a perfect friend.
The following was written September 19, 2004 for a pet memorial website:
From Shannon:
I picked her from a litter of stray kittens. Too young to be taken from her mother, we had to feed her with an eye dropper. She was still so small that her entire body could fit into my hand.
She was a very fearless cat; she was always getting into things, up to the very end. She had her hiding spots, under the bed, behind the washer or the couch. But most of all, she seemed to love being around us.
When she wanted something, she would always tell you..or just push your face out the way to drink your milk out of your cereal bowl or your water out from your cup. She knew she could get away with it. She had us wrapped around her cute little paws...and she knew it. She lived a long and happy life...spoiled rotten, but soo loved.
Her last day was a shock. We knew it was coming, but didn't realize it would happen so quickly. It's started out like any other day, her under our feet, asking for food. Within hours, she hardly had the energy to hold up her head. I knew we didn't have much longer with her. My mom and I took turns holding her, telling her it was time to go home. She passed away at 3:59pm in my arms on 9/18/2004. She is already sorely missed. My morning cereal just won't be the same.
From my mom:
We were not supposed to have pets in our apartment, but it didn't take very long for my young daughter to convince me to keep this sweet little baby kitty. We nursed her from very young and fell in love with her quickly.
Over the many (but not enough) years we've shared her life, she has been the sweetest, most cuddly creature God has ever made. She was always getting into things, but forgiveness was almost instant. She would purr so loudly, you could hear her across the room. I know she knew how much we loved her. We kept her a house cat so no outside germs could get to her. We nursed her through many illnesses, but no baby tylenol could help her this time.
This little kitty we were not suppossed to have changed our lives for the better. I miss her so much already. My heart aches knowing that I will never hear her soft meow in the morning, God - please take good care of our sweet Smokey.
The following was written September 19, 2004 for a pet memorial website:
From Shannon:
I picked her from a litter of stray kittens. Too young to be taken from her mother, we had to feed her with an eye dropper. She was still so small that her entire body could fit into my hand.
She was a very fearless cat; she was always getting into things, up to the very end. She had her hiding spots, under the bed, behind the washer or the couch. But most of all, she seemed to love being around us.
When she wanted something, she would always tell you..or just push your face out the way to drink your milk out of your cereal bowl or your water out from your cup. She knew she could get away with it. She had us wrapped around her cute little paws...and she knew it. She lived a long and happy life...spoiled rotten, but soo loved.
Her last day was a shock. We knew it was coming, but didn't realize it would happen so quickly. It's started out like any other day, her under our feet, asking for food. Within hours, she hardly had the energy to hold up her head. I knew we didn't have much longer with her. My mom and I took turns holding her, telling her it was time to go home. She passed away at 3:59pm in my arms on 9/18/2004. She is already sorely missed. My morning cereal just won't be the same.
From my mom:
We were not supposed to have pets in our apartment, but it didn't take very long for my young daughter to convince me to keep this sweet little baby kitty. We nursed her from very young and fell in love with her quickly.
Over the many (but not enough) years we've shared her life, she has been the sweetest, most cuddly creature God has ever made. She was always getting into things, but forgiveness was almost instant. She would purr so loudly, you could hear her across the room. I know she knew how much we loved her. We kept her a house cat so no outside germs could get to her. We nursed her through many illnesses, but no baby tylenol could help her this time.
This little kitty we were not suppossed to have changed our lives for the better. I miss her so much already. My heart aches knowing that I will never hear her soft meow in the morning, God - please take good care of our sweet Smokey.
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