Sex: Female Weight: 11 lbs.
|Home:San Diego, CA ||[I have a diary!] |
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May 21st 1988
Orange & White Tabby
Sleeping in the sunshine, watching birds through the window and chirping at them, eating Kale
other cats, being bothered
A little orange spider named Spidey
Favorite Nap Spot:
any sunny spot, any soft spot, under the covers
Kale, Newman's Own wet food
She is the most beautiful, magnificent, gorgeous tiger kitty ever. She also had the most powerful Sunshine Radar ever! If there was one tiny sliver of sunshine in the whole house, she would immediately find it and lay down in it!
When we lived in San Francisco, me, my sister, and my mom had just got home and parked in front of our house. Across the street 2 little kids were pushing a small cat off of someone's porch. My mom immediately yelled at them to stop, and they ran off. Well, the cat apparently was grateful because she crossed the street to thank us. I was 6 years old at the time and I went inside and got a loaf of bread. I took it outside and started ripping the bread into pieces and making a trail that led up our front steps. The cat must have been starving because she gobbled up the bread. When she got to the top of our steps, I threw a piece of bread into the house. My mom said "No!" But it was too late! The cat was in the house and there was no way we could throw her out again. So we adopted her, or rather, she adopted us, and took over our household from then on!
Ginger was my baby. I was the one that named her and she was my best friend. When me and my sister were little Ginger would jump on our bed and violently attack our feet. It was scary---we had to push her off the bed with a giant pillow! She used to lay under the covers with my mom with her head peeking out on top of the pillow--just like a human! We'd say she was a little baby in kitty pajamas!
She wasn't always the sweetest cat---she could be pretty feisty, but when my mom came home after work and picked her up, Ginger would give her many kisses. After almost 17 very short years my mom and I made the difficult decision to have our Ginger put to sleep. She was suffering from kidney failure and was not enjoying life. She died in my arms late at night in Tarzana, California. We had her cremated the next day with her favorite toy, Spidey, and we buried her ashes at Angel's Rest at Best Friends Animal Santuary in Utah. I love you forever baby girl, Rest In Peace.
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|September 13th 2005
||More than 10 years!
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September 13th 2005 4:39 pm
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Was it seventeen years?
How do we measure it?
If by the calendar, we are a few months short.
If by love, happiness, laughter, amazement
Then seventeen years is just the beginning,
Because our love spans a time
That infinity cannot know,
That science cannot grasp,
That words stand in awe of,
Because that time is the heart and soul of the universe
And of our family's life.
My mom wrote this poem on the night Ginger crossed the Rainbow Bridge. How we miss her and cannot wait to see her again!
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