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Hi folks,
As some of you know, our queen - Kitty - passed on and was set free from her pain just 2 days ago. She was my first kitty in better than 30 years and my wife's first. We will never, ever forget the love she gave us...
Yesterday I was blowing snot bubbles and crawling on the floor collecting Kitty's last few pieces of litter she tracked and all of her incredibly perfect fur. We couldn't take this cold, empty house (no offense to us) and had to go at least pet some kitties. We went to a large Petsmart and saw many kitties looking for homes, but none of them really wanted us. So we went on to the Humane Society. Height of rush hour, 5 miles an hour, we were going anyway.
Meet Angel. She was the first, and only kitty we saw. Get some kleenex - I'm serious. She was born June of 2001. She was declawed and her owner had to give her up June of 2009 because of illness. She had been at the Seattle Humane Society for over 2.5 years. She had been there the longest of any animal.
She was cowering in the corner of her box. So we got down on the floor to meet her and poured on the Kitty talk. She finally came out and we received tons of love bites, licking, and the loudest purring we had ever heard. She kept burying her head into us. Her hair was in bad shape and had some mats even though she had been completely shaved 6 months before due to severe matting. There was discharge coming from her eyes. She had poop in her tail... We spent at least half an hour loving this special girl. One of the volunteers finally came in to check on us. Angel ran back into the corner of her box and we looked at each other and asked if we could take her home that night. Everybody there was so excited for Angel. We hope Kitty would have wanted us to be with this girly instead of us staying at home sad, angry, all that horrible stuff.
Angel is an adorable, loving, unique soul. She has been purring so loud! We fed her, and my wife said she was reminded of wild dogs on the plains of Africa - not the biggest compliment - but I have to admit that is what it sounded like lols. That or Orcs. She drank a bunch of water and found her litter box. She has claimed all the pillows in her room. My wife groomed and groomed. Hot towels, brushes, combs, fingernails picking out poop. I administered a few treats and got the love bites and headbutts.
There will be much more about Angel. There will never be another Kitty - in all of eternity - but it would have been a sin to leave Angel there last night. Right now she is snoring away the day in the sunshine and we are all over her. Here she is -
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As some of you know, our queen - Kitty - passed on and was set free from her pain just 2 days ago. She was my first kitty in better than 30 years and my wife's first. We will never, ever forget the love she gave us...
Yesterday I was blowing snot bubbles and crawling on the floor collecting Kitty's last few pieces of litter she tracked and all of her incredibly perfect fur. We couldn't take this cold, empty house (no offense to us) and had to go at least pet some kitties. We went to a large Petsmart and saw many kitties looking for homes, but none of them really wanted us. So we went on to the Humane Society. Height of rush hour, 5 miles an hour, we were going anyway.
Meet Angel. She was the first, and only kitty we saw. Get some kleenex - I'm serious. She was born June of 2001. She was declawed and her owner had to give her up June of 2009 because of illness. She had been at the Seattle Humane Society for over 2.5 years. She had been there the longest of any animal.
She was cowering in the corner of her box. So we got down on the floor to meet her and poured on the Kitty talk. She finally came out and we received tons of love bites, licking, and the loudest purring we had ever heard. She kept burying her head into us. Her hair was in bad shape and had some mats even though she had been completely shaved 6 months before due to severe matting. There was discharge coming from her eyes. She had poop in her tail... We spent at least half an hour loving this special girl. One of the volunteers finally came in to check on us. Angel ran back into the corner of her box and we looked at each other and asked if we could take her home that night. Everybody there was so excited for Angel. We hope Kitty would have wanted us to be with this girly instead of us staying at home sad, angry, all that horrible stuff.
Angel is an adorable, loving, unique soul. She has been purring so loud! We fed her, and my wife said she was reminded of wild dogs on the plains of Africa - not the biggest compliment - but I have to admit that is what it sounded like lols. That or Orcs. She drank a bunch of water and found her litter box. She has claimed all the pillows in her room. My wife groomed and groomed. Hot towels, brushes, combs, fingernails picking out poop. I administered a few treats and got the love bites and headbutts.
There will be much more about Angel. There will never be another Kitty - in all of eternity - but it would have been a sin to leave Angel there last night. Right now she is snoring away the day in the sunshine and we are all over her. Here she is -
and was sent to help ease your grief a little. 
