Sunday, March 23, 2014


1 April 2000 - 19 March 2014

She was a good kitty, even when she went through that phase of peeing on the furniture back in the early 2000s. The last year or so she liked me to put my arm around her as she rested her head on my shoulder. She felt safe (her brother Puff was sometimes mean to her).

She had been losing weight in the last month and I took her to the vet and he found a mass in her abdomen- almost certainly a tumor. Her last night was spent sitting on my mother's lap getting petted. I was away at field school and my mother didn't call me. The neighbor boy Ignacio and Doug helped bury her next to Mama Cat in the backyard.

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