Bless all the Kittys that left us...

After coming here day by day and seeing another kitty Crossing the Bridge I thought to start a thread for all the recent goodbyes and the past goodbyes with this.

Let's remember and post (only if you feel up to it) something that you will never forget about your kitty who's looking down from heaven.

I will start.... On these up coming cold October nights I miss and also smile how Leo Gump would sleep under the blankets with his head on the pillow next to me.... He would 'spoon' with me all night. I miss that.

Happy thoughts of your kitties

What I miss about Rebby is that He always knew when You were upset or didn't feel well. He would always sit with You and just His presence and knowing He cared would make You feel so much better. There are some days when I really miss that!!

Neither of the kitties I am going to talk about were really mine, but I took care of Smokey, when his owner (BF's cousin) went to prison.

Smokey, I will never forget him. He was by far, THE MOST LOVING, AFFECTIONATE CAT EVER. There are lots of things I will always remember about him. One, he was an inside cat til he came to live with us, because BF's cousin got evicted from his apartment. Anyway, even after becoming an outside kitty, he never sprayed in the house, he wasn't neutered, and I thought all males sprayed if they weren't fixed. So I will never forget that. He always wanted to cuddle and he was never ever aggressive. I loved him and his purr-sonality was amazing.

Pepper was also not mine, but I took care of him when my boss wasn't home, which is all the time.. I always made sure he had food while I was at work, and before I left at night. If my boss was away, I would go up to my job to feed him on my days off. I will always remember his meowing at me and rubbing against my leg. The way he would look up at me with such a gorgeous and trusting face. I would kneel to scoop food out of the container and he would head-butt my arms and head-butt my face, and I would hear him purring the whole time. While working I would go into my boss' house and check on him thru the door. He would be laying in his box and look at me with that face, mouth slightly open. I loved him, and I will never forget the love I had for that cat.

R.I.P Smokey && Pepper. In my heart forever and ever.

R.I.P. To all of the TCS RB Babies.

Oh goodness, I could write a book. Odamae would follow me through the woods like a dog. Would lick the tears off my face if I was sad. Most special girl I ever knew..Farley V..Tuxedo cat long hair with an attitude. An imp. He and my dad were soul mates. My dad passed away here at the house. Eight years later Farley did too, in the same spot, same room. Coopers..22 years old. Kind old man. Spot..the way she would call Beeba to come eat the fake mouse. Bob..just a quiet boy. Wheat..gentle soul..Nimal..devoted calico..Baby K..He just loved to love us..Mookie..Beautiful face and loving eyes..So many there is not room here. But there sure is room in my heart for all my fur kids memories.

Furr Kid Memories... FarleyV - I am thinking you had alot of heartache and loads of great memories to fill the heartache. Bless you...


Leo was not named Leo Gump for no reason. . .

He was feral (afraid of everyone but me and husband) and whenever something would happen in the house whether people came in the house, a boom of thunder, another cat flying from behind him ready to pounce on him I would say run - Leo - run ... and he would let out a big meow and run and hide until I said Ok Leo come out now... and he would.

He would sit on the toilet in the morning while I took a shower, when I came out of the shower he would stare at me. He could not figure out why I liked water - because he didn't and why I have to put clothes on. Afterall, he wore the same outfit every day and he was fine with his black and white "clothes"

I think it's good for all of us to write about the good time we had with out pur babies.

I could touch my heart and Fred would jump up and lay his sweet little head on my chest. He always trusted that I would catch him when he jumped. He would smile his goofy little smile when I scratched his head.
He was a very loving boy that raised every kitten that came to our home after him. All I would have to do is put the little one in a box for Fred to find, and he would be thrilled. He would immediately bathe the newcomer, show it the litter box, then the food bowl. I never had a problem with intros as long as he was my alpha cat. The others would just accept the new one. I have not had any cats since as well mannered as the one he helped raise.
He looked like a tough old alley cat, a yellow tabby with no front teeth, and a big scar across his head from an abscess. You could never tell he was a pampered lap cat if you did not know him.
I miss my baby.

Snowflake used to get really upset that she couldnâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]t go outside, she'd wait in the kitchen for Buster (my Rainbow Puppy; At 17 years) to come in and she would jump on his back and ride him around the living room. Lily would climb onto the roof of the house and wait for breakfast every morning. Mr. Poe-Poe was a beautiful Tux, he took on the world to take care of our ferals, and loved to sit in my lap, anytime I sat down there he was. LB kitten that was from the first litter of ferals who was first to trust us and show the others we could be trusted too. Stripe would run to the back door with mice in his mouth and jump up on the screen to show us our prize. Othello my fellow only let us touch him when he was tired, he was very tired those last days and got more love than he ever anticipated... And then there is Casper, the start of it all. Not even a full month since he left us, He was the king of the castle, and of my heart. He brought each of the others to us, and for that I can never thank him enough. He taught me so much about patience, and trust, perseverance and humility. He taught me to love again... I love and miss them all, and think of them often< I know I always will. I will always look for them in the shadows, listen for them in the still of the night, I may never hear or see them, But I'll wait. Casper taught me that and I can't ever give that thought up.

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I love and miss them all, and think of them often< I know I always will. I will always look for them in the shadows, listen for them in the still of the night, I may never hear or see them, But I'll wait. Casper taught me that and I can't ever give that thought up.

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Leo taught me that too... and, like you I will wait as well....

Having recently lost my foster cat Tiger I can't help but picture her and my Smokey (she passed 6 years ago) in heaven trying to get a long. Neither of them liked other kitties & both were crabby little old ladies. (not sure how old Tiger really was but she seemed old) I can just imagine them crabbing at each other over stuff & the angels telling them not to fight.

I miss the way Sheba would saunter into the room and announce her presence with a loud, high pitched "MING!"

And who could forget her annual trek up the Christmas tree?

Great idea for a thread.

My Sadie crossed the RB this year...
I miss her soft beauty.

Sadie

My cats when I was growing up:

Tiger
Thomas
Manju
Sarge
Meme
Onigiri
Puffy
Buffy

My own personal cats we brought into our home after I got married:

Princess
Spunky
Mischief
Shadow
Samuel

Until we all meet again at the Rainbow Bridge, Rest easy and play together.
Always loved, never forgotten

Paul McCatney: I miss the way he'd wag his tail in time to music, Marilyn Monroe(Paul's daughter):I miss her very loud purr, Barnabas: I miss his fetching everything, Pippin:I miss his yelling for attention, Ulysses: I just miss HIM, Laughing Boy: I miss his "YUM YUM YUM!" when he ate. B.C: I miss the fact that he acted like a kitten even when he was nineteen years old, Kitt: I miss her watching JUDGE JUDY with me.

'POPPY' will be sadly missed, i remember all her funny traits but will miss her clawing my arm in the morning to wake mu up and her little pink nose.

Mau Mau has been gone for quite a while now, but I still miss her watching TV with me laying on the couch. If there was any couch cushion visible to her she was on it, all mushed up against me. She would also nap with me (I am not really as lazy as I sound, lol) All I had to say was "nap time" and I would have an old grey tabby cat sound asleep and snoring next to me on the pillow by my head.
Good memories.

Tugging at my heart ...the snow. I lost my first Kittycat this year, he was a beautiful pure white 10 year old male. We adopted him at Petco just after losing my husband to cancer. I decided that I would get the kids a pet to somehow fill that terrible void. I went up with the intention of getting an hamster and came home with a liitle white fluff.

Soon after adopting Pretty Kitty we got Littles he is a grey and black tiger kitty. We have a lrg fenced in yard and the cats will go out there. Little was always camouflaged and was able to sneak real close to the birds where poor Pretty Kitty just glowed when he moved and everyone scattered, well, when winter came, then snow, I could not believe how he would disappear in the snow, only the big green eyes could be seen,,,he loved it.

Missed and will always be loved.

Thus one is for Tiberius aka Ty, who has been gone for a couple weeks now. He was the funniest and sweetest little kitty. I loved how he was a total lap cat and my boyfriend and I would call him away from each other and he would always goback and forth, even if he had just gotten comfortable. I loved how he would play fetch with his little crinkle ball and bring it back to me and how he would come if I wistled and meowed at me everytime. He would greet me everyday by the door because he would hear me open the garage when I got home. Even when he was feeling really icky that last week, he gathered all his strength to jump on the table to be in mommy's arms. I know he loved us. I miss his bedtime cuddles. I always knew he was really comfortable when he would nuzzle his face into his side and find a good spot to suck on while he purred. He was so goofy. I could go on and on...

He may have been with us only a few months, but he left pawprints on our hearts.

It is so sad to read about all the recently passed TCS cats. It makes me miss my dear little Fred even more. Condolences and hugs to all the meowmies and purrpaws. I hope you all can find a way to ease your grief.