Sympathy our beloved black & white tuxedo cat for the past nineteen years lived life her way. A loner most of her adult life she was very selective as to what attention she would give to us her family.
When Jill and Jaclyn brought this tiny little kitten home we could have never imagined as to how large she would eventually get. The fact that she was a long hair even made her look bigger. I began referring to her as our baby Huey as to how plump and full body she was. The house was her domain, she would only go out doors to satisfy her curiosity and once satisfied she was back to the security of her house.
For ten years she would share the house with PC but always letting her know that she ruled this roost. Whenever PC would try to dominate her, she would roll on her back swat PCs nose and that was the end of that domination.
Her favorite past time was to look at the birds from our bathroom window all the while thinking that she was this great huntress. Well she did manage to achieve this fantasy at one point in her life both indoors and out doors. While outside when she was somewhat agile she did manage to catch one of those birds that she spent so much time looking at. The proud huntress returned her prey to Jill to let her see that she did do it. Her hunting skills would further be enhanced the night Jaclyn and her friend brought home a white dove that had used for a school project . Not realizing that they didn't properly close her bedroom door, Sympathy once again got her fantasy, somewhat. When we arrived home there were feathers every where, but the little dove did escape Sympathy's Great Hunt.
These last couple of years Sympathy decide to mellow her disposition. No longer having to compete with PC whom passed away 6 years ago, Sympathy sought attention and even started dialogs with Jill. She would cry out as though she was say "Ma ", blink hers eyes with acknowledgment as to something being said to her and would spend hours with Jill resting on her key board while she worked. Jill had finally gotten the type of cat that she had hope for. Better late than never.
This past year Sim Kitty as Jill would call her starting loosing her weight though she never complained that anything was wrong she began a regiment of drinking a lot of water. she made it a game of drinking from Jill's glass, then drinking from the bath tub faucet. This continued at an alarming rate since she would no longer eat her food. Our baby Huey was turning into a walking skeleton. The fact that she was holding on was breaking every one's heart for this magnificent cat was no more but skin and bones.
Sympathy made us realize that no can fear death but rather face it, for holding on to every last breath is not good for anyone especially the people you love.
Sympathy you are now again with PC watching over your beloved family. We will all miss you.
When Jill and Jaclyn brought this tiny little kitten home we could have never imagined as to how large she would eventually get. The fact that she was a long hair even made her look bigger. I began referring to her as our baby Huey as to how plump and full body she was. The house was her domain, she would only go out doors to satisfy her curiosity and once satisfied she was back to the security of her house.
For ten years she would share the house with PC but always letting her know that she ruled this roost. Whenever PC would try to dominate her, she would roll on her back swat PCs nose and that was the end of that domination.
Her favorite past time was to look at the birds from our bathroom window all the while thinking that she was this great huntress. Well she did manage to achieve this fantasy at one point in her life both indoors and out doors. While outside when she was somewhat agile she did manage to catch one of those birds that she spent so much time looking at. The proud huntress returned her prey to Jill to let her see that she did do it. Her hunting skills would further be enhanced the night Jaclyn and her friend brought home a white dove that had used for a school project . Not realizing that they didn't properly close her bedroom door, Sympathy once again got her fantasy, somewhat. When we arrived home there were feathers every where, but the little dove did escape Sympathy's Great Hunt.
These last couple of years Sympathy decide to mellow her disposition. No longer having to compete with PC whom passed away 6 years ago, Sympathy sought attention and even started dialogs with Jill. She would cry out as though she was say "Ma ", blink hers eyes with acknowledgment as to something being said to her and would spend hours with Jill resting on her key board while she worked. Jill had finally gotten the type of cat that she had hope for. Better late than never.
This past year Sim Kitty as Jill would call her starting loosing her weight though she never complained that anything was wrong she began a regiment of drinking a lot of water. she made it a game of drinking from Jill's glass, then drinking from the bath tub faucet. This continued at an alarming rate since she would no longer eat her food. Our baby Huey was turning into a walking skeleton. The fact that she was holding on was breaking every one's heart for this magnificent cat was no more but skin and bones.
Sympathy made us realize that no can fear death but rather face it, for holding on to every last breath is not good for anyone especially the people you love.
Sympathy you are now again with PC watching over your beloved family. We will all miss you.
