Misty
Anna and I, with much reluctance, had to put our cat Misty down on November 1, 2004. Misty was a gift from heaven. Sometime in 1986 two young girls came to the house carrying a kitten in a basket on their bike. They were looking for the mother of the kitten. We had just lost one of our cats not a month prior and were willing to take the kitten in if they could not find her home. Hours went by and no sign from the girls, we assumed that they had found her home, much to our dismay. A knock came at our door when all seemed grey. Misty became the Family cat until 1995, that is when I moved from home and took sole care of her.
During Misty's outdoor years she was the toughest one we had ever had. This cat brought home every critter in a three mile radius. She left us presents, (lizards, birds, mice, gophers, a rabbit, etc...) at our door every other week. She even made an attempt on a hawk with at least a four foot wing span. We thought Misty was a goner for sure when she came home in a pool of blood with a scapula broken in two places. She was shot by a pellet gun, (something I just found out about a month ago when we took her in for X-rays). She's been an indoor cat since 1995! Misty was the first cat we ever owned to have kittens, a total of five. One of her babies came with me as well, her name was Shadow. Shadow died of cancer in 1997/8, (I', m a little fuzzy on the exact date, self induced).
Misty mellowed out with age and became the most loyal and loving cat I have ever known. Anna fell in love with Misty the first time she saw her. Misty brought comfort and love into our home and she will be sorely missed. We love you Misty!
During Misty's outdoor years she was the toughest one we had ever had. This cat brought home every critter in a three mile radius. She left us presents, (lizards, birds, mice, gophers, a rabbit, etc...) at our door every other week. She even made an attempt on a hawk with at least a four foot wing span. We thought Misty was a goner for sure when she came home in a pool of blood with a scapula broken in two places. She was shot by a pellet gun, (something I just found out about a month ago when we took her in for X-rays). She's been an indoor cat since 1995! Misty was the first cat we ever owned to have kittens, a total of five. One of her babies came with me as well, her name was Shadow. Shadow died of cancer in 1997/8, (I', m a little fuzzy on the exact date, self induced).
Misty mellowed out with age and became the most loyal and loving cat I have ever known. Anna fell in love with Misty the first time she saw her. Misty brought comfort and love into our home and she will be sorely missed. We love you Misty!
posted by Jazzy at 8:23 PM
7 Comments:
Jeff!
Oh my goodness. I'll never forget those little girls handing me that little gray kitten. I was sixteen; a self absorbed punk whose heart called out for her to be ours. And then that litter she had on the family room floor! Those kittens...especially Dirty Face :(
Remember when she left home for a few weeks and when we thought she was never coming home, low and behold she appeared in the window like she'd never been gone? She was quite a cat...she was so depressed after mom died too. It was the best thing for her when you took her, she had a lovely home for many years.
I'm sorry sweet Jeff. She had been with you for more than half your life! Wow, what a loss. Deepest sympathy dear brother...
She even went missing for two or three days once and we ended up finding her in the next door neighbor's tree. I heard her cries and begged Dad to get her down. She tore him up fierce, so he dropped her about 10 feet to the ground.
That's awful; so sorry to hear that, Jazzy.
It's so special to have had a really great cat.
My heart palpitates for the feline and your loving memory. My mother, and who knows why, gave my cat away to "a kind elderly woman" said she. I recently found out that kind woman was a cage and, most likely, eventually, a needle to his abdomen, ending his absent owners life. (sniff)
Long live all cats.
Long live all life; inanimate or animate.
un chat, that's horrible! Does your mom just not like animals?
to all, thank you for your sympathy.
She doesn't mind them. She expressed her belief that "animals do not belong in a home." That was her rebuttal when I confronted her. Bless my late cats spirit; I didn't care he was killed indirectly by her hand by then; the rub was in her conscious fabrication. That's when, for the first time, I detected the taciturn 'lie' in beLIEf.
Beliefs are dangerous. Beliefs allow the mind to stop functioning. A non-functioning mind is clinically dead. Believe in nothing...
Thank you Vinh... can't wait to see you!
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