Orion Foundation - Memorials page 16

You found Daddy August of 2001 you were hungry and weak. Daddy brought you in and called Mommy. We got you medication for your eyes and ears. We were going to get you better and then find you a good home as we already had three of our own. At that time Mommy and Daddy were apart, you sensed that and you became one of ours. Mommy and Daddy were back together in November 2001 we moved you into the house and

introduced you to the rest. You were great; you loved everyone, even when your sisters would bat you down. You always slept between Mommy and Daddy and snuggled up between us purring, nothing could get better than this.

February of 2002 you were not feeling well, both Mommy and Daddy knew, so we took you to the Doctor and then came the bad news, you had that thing that we never heard of FIP, and we were heartbroken. We only had a short time together and there were a lot of tears shed. We told you when it was time to go that we understood, and didn’t want you to hurt and we would be fine, but you refused to give up. You quit walking, eating, and drinking, and the use your box, but you still would not give up. You fought and fought, and we fought with you

April of 2002 we started some medication, but it wasn’t enough, we found other medication that we felt you needed May of 2002 and at that time you had only weighed 2.4 lbs. But you never gave up. The summer of 2002, you took your medication as you had to and you let Mommy and Daddy help you eat. But you never gave up. You started gaining weight (up to 7 lbs) and you started to pull yourself around, and tried to eat on your own. You were determined to beat this and still you never gave up. September 2, 2002 you started to walk again, that was Mommy’s birthday and we will never forget that. You continued to get better and gain weight and eat and do the "normal" things that all fur babies do.

October 19, 2002 you shared our special day with us, your Mommy and Daddy were married. Because you showed us what love really was. We continued to have a good winter together, Christmas brought you many gifts but most of all we always had the gift of love with you. You still continued to get better. Your birthday was July 1, 2003 and we celebrated, you even caught your 2nd mouse a couple of days before. You seems as though you were not feeling well, but you still had that love.

You woke up Mommy at 12:20 a.m. on July 6, 2003 to say good-bye and that the you needed to cross the Rainbow Bridge. Tanner, please know that there is not a day that goes by that a tear is not shed for you and that there is not a day that goes by that the thought of you brings smiles to our faces. Thank you showing us what love is all about. We miss you so much, the smell of your fur, the sound of your purr and the “making bread” in our hair when we sleep. We know that you are jumping and playing with all of the others, and we will never forget you and all of the love that you showed us and gave us.

"We who choose to surround ourselves with lives more temporary than our own live within a fragile circle, easily and often breached. Unable to accept its awful gaps, we still would live no other way. We cherish memory as the only certain immortality, never fully understanding the necessary plan".

The life of a cat, a fraction of our own, seems endless until one day. That day has come and gone for me, and I am once again within a somewhat smaller circle.

Some souls pass
through this lifetime
like a gentle summer rain.
  They touch our hearts
      and then return
   to heaven once again.

To my little boy, my little "peanut squirt." Your little peep of a cry made me notice you in the shelter that day. The love you gave us filled our hearts with joy. 6 months was not long enough with us but you will be here in our hearts forever.

Love, Meredith (mama), spunky, lion-o, megan, and Ravi

My precious angel, God keep you for me.

Jackie Azoulay
Brewster, NY

In loving memory of our precious little Sasha-bear. You were with us such a short time, but we loved you more than anything. We know you are in a much better place, and we will never forget you.

Mommy, Daddy, Megan, Erin, Caitlin, Colton, Sheba & KitKat

At the young age of 6 months old, Henson took his last breath on Feb.22, 2004. He was a very loving kitty and loved to cuddle. His illness came on suddenly and it has been a terrible loss. He fought so hard up until the last few days when he was just to tired to live any longer. We will always remember you Henson and we all miss you very much. You were such a brave little one and we are sure you are having fun running around in Heaven and chasing the angels.

Love Always Your Family
Summer, Shawna, Jack, Sonya, April, Tim, and NalaKitty

She was an angel who came into my life at just the right time and left far too soon. She loved to play, and was there for me through good times and bad. She was the sweetest kitty I had ever known and I miss her more every day. Not a day goes by where I don't think about her, dream about her and curse the evilness that gave my baby FIP.

I believe she had it since she was born but lived her nine months to the fullest. She loved to be in my arms and that is where she left me on a cold dreary Wednesday morning. I'd give anything to have her healthy in my arms again, but have some solace in knowing she is no longer in pain and is up in heaven playing with her brothers.

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Dylan was undoubtedly the sweetest, gentlest, kindest, not to mention cutest, kitten I have ever been owed by. Through all the treatment he received, he never once fought it, never ran and hid, never displayed signs of annoyance or bad temper. Dylan was always loving and affectionate. It was an honor to have him in my life for the short time allotted him in this life.

Dylan owned me so completely and I loved him so much that it is hard to reconcile with the short amount of time he was actually in my life. What a wonderful special little friend hewas. I grieve that he could not spend a normal life span with me but I'm honored that he shared what he could. As with Munchkin and RooCat before him, my heart now bears another hole with Dylan's name next to it.

My sweet little Dylan. I miss him so much. He was so good and so intelligent. Dylan was put to sleep in my lap with me holding him and telling him how brave and sweet he was and how much I loved him.