Yesterday morning, November 25, 2012, we lost our special kitty, Tommy.Tommy was always fun and feisty, but always seemed to have time for some cuddles and love. For about a year and half, Tommy had been battling Chronic Renal Disease, which essentially means that his kidneys were slowly giving up on him. He fought a hard battle, but eventually the disease took him from us after a happy twelve years.
Tommy is survived by me and my husband, our daughter, and his later adopted kitty-sister, Pooh Bear (14). Tommy's kitty-brother and litter-mate Tyler passed away almost a year earlier, on December 3, 2011. My husband adopted Tommy and Tyler as kittens, and no kitties could ever be loved more. Near the end, my husband spent much of his time comforting and spending time with Tommy, and although we value the chance to say goodbye, it still doesn't make the loss any easier. We are happy that he is no longer suffering, and we are glad that he got to enjoy his last year with us in our new home, where he looked out windows, lazed in the sun, and played with toys all over our hardwood floors. We appreciate that our daughter got the chance to pet and see Tommy--although she may not remember it, we can tell her Tommy was one of her first pets.
We hope that somewhere, there is a white-nosedorange kitten with a penchant for catching paperclips and bullying/cuddling his siblings being born into the world. Tommy, we love and miss you so much.
