Chester

I found you as a tiny kitten mewing around my house.  I couldn't sleep for several nights, because you kept me awake.  We fed you, DH and I, but we couldn't catch you.  Finally, I saw you on playing in the top of a broken tree, with your little hand stuck through a knot-hole.  I got DH, and he was tall enough to reach up and get you.  We couldn't keep you, because we had so many others at the time.  But DH and are inherently animal lovers, our families love animals, too. His mom was kind enough to give you the best home you could wish for.  Late in your life, my mother-in-law took in Lucy, a feisty kitten.  After you got used to being pestered, you loved her. What fun you had!  My mother-in-law said you two sounded like a herd of elephants running and playing in the hall.  Just thinking about you now is almost too much to take.  Your sweet owner cries for you every day.  Lucy misses you, too.  And your whole extended human family is mourning for you.  Chester, always so handsome in your "tuxedo".  I'm so sorry.  I hope we meet again on the other side.

Aw, so sorry to hear about Chester. What an adorable, sweet story. RIP, Chester. What a great name for a tuxedo cat.

Lovely story, I am sorry for your loss.

I'm so sorry you lost Chester so suddenly. My condolences to you both, your mother-in-law and Lucy. RIP, Chester.

Chester 

Thank you all so much!  I really appreciate your kind words.  

What a wonderful tribute for such a wonderful family member! May you be blessed for loving that sweet cat and finding him a home he could call his own. It sounds like he was loved by many, his presence will be missed. My heart goes out to you, please accept my condolences and know I will keep you both in my thoughts and prayers. RIP beautiful Chester, you will NEVER be forgotten!

I'm so sorry for your loss, my thoughts and prayers go out to you during this difficult time.

RIP sweet Chester

Thank you so much.  My mother-in-law still cries for him.  He was an indoor cat, but begged to go out  few minutes every day.  He never left the yard, or even ventured far from the front porch.  Nothing ever bothered him. Then some dogs my mother-in-law had never seen before got him.  She fended them off, but it was too late.  Chester was already gone.  She took him to the emergency animal clinic anyway, because she so desperately wanted him to be alive.  She kept saying that maybe he was in shock.  I am happy that he had a loving home all those years.  But I think we will all be haunted by his violent death forever.