I wanted to write a tribute to the two babies I lost about 3 weeks ago.
We took in their mamma as a stray when we realized she was pregnant and she gave birth to 5 wonderful kittens.
Sadly, after two had gone to their new homes, two of the remaining babies got sick, and about a week later we lost them. Tuxedo Kitty died at the vets office and little Dot died at home with me.
They were wonderful. Dot was going to stay with us and be our kitty. She was so tiny and had wonderful manners. She would sleep the whole night through with us, nestled between us. She liked to be perched up on our shoulders so we could carry her around the house. Even when she was so sick, she would climb up my pants legs to get as high up as possible and to be held. One time, I found her snuggled between folds in my coat, only her head sticking out. She matched so perfectly with her black fur and my black coat that I almost didn't see her.
Tuxedo Kitty was going to be a stunning cat. He had a black nose and chin with white whisker pads and nice white socks. He was the most rambuncious of all the kittens. no one was safe from his crab-walk attack! He would even challenge our 15 pound male cat to show him who was boss. He loved his mom and would play with her more than any of the other kittens.
They were just wonderful, and it breaks my heart that I lost them so young. I didn't even get to see them grow up, to reach the potential I know they had.
I thought if I could write about them a little, about some of my favorite memories, then it might help me make sense of their deaths.
I'll post some pictures of them soon. I just want to share how beautiful they were.
~Julia
We took in their mamma as a stray when we realized she was pregnant and she gave birth to 5 wonderful kittens.
Sadly, after two had gone to their new homes, two of the remaining babies got sick, and about a week later we lost them. Tuxedo Kitty died at the vets office and little Dot died at home with me.
They were wonderful. Dot was going to stay with us and be our kitty. She was so tiny and had wonderful manners. She would sleep the whole night through with us, nestled between us. She liked to be perched up on our shoulders so we could carry her around the house. Even when she was so sick, she would climb up my pants legs to get as high up as possible and to be held. One time, I found her snuggled between folds in my coat, only her head sticking out. She matched so perfectly with her black fur and my black coat that I almost didn't see her.
Tuxedo Kitty was going to be a stunning cat. He had a black nose and chin with white whisker pads and nice white socks. He was the most rambuncious of all the kittens. no one was safe from his crab-walk attack! He would even challenge our 15 pound male cat to show him who was boss. He loved his mom and would play with her more than any of the other kittens.
They were just wonderful, and it breaks my heart that I lost them so young. I didn't even get to see them grow up, to reach the potential I know they had.
I thought if I could write about them a little, about some of my favorite memories, then it might help me make sense of their deaths.
I'll post some pictures of them soon. I just want to share how beautiful they were.
~Julia