Nicknames: Miss Baby, Little Face, Chicken Hawk, Smelly, Baby Girl,Rodent (a pinkie is what a baby mouse is called), little monkey, Booglet,BBG, monkey cat,My little puddin pop,Poo Poo Magoo.
Gotcha Date: September 14th 2000
Birthday: September 14th 2000
Coloration: Shaded Tortie
Likes: sleeping and sitting with her humans, taking rides in the car, being carried around our yard on a nice day, going for a walk in her pet stroller
Pet-Peeves: being left at home, not being invited to take a walk in the yard
Favorite Toy: coin rollers, makeup sponges (go figure, with all the toys you can buy)
Favorite Nap Spot: on my lap
Favorite Food: fancy feast
Skills: plays fetch
Arrival Story: Born outside under steps of our home. As soon she was old enough to be taken from her mother, she was in the house. Her Mom is Nonny. She just melted our hearts when we first saw her stick her head out from under the steps. She was all gray when she was little and looked like a little wolf. We knew we had to keep her. Pinkie is the sweetest kitty. We can't imagine life without her.
Bio: Pinkie is the velcro kitty. She is normally within two feet of me when I am at home. At night, when we get in bed, within 5 seconds she is curling up in the crook of my leg. She will stay there until the tv and lights go off. She then comes to her own pillow which is between Mommy and Daddy's pillow. This is ritual...every night. If you try and mess her up...she will get all nervous and jump off the front of the bed and sleep under the bed...she is definitely a creature of habit.
Our sweet girl decided to take her journey on December 1, 2016. She
did not want us to have to make any choices for her. She was doing fine until Thanksgiving. She began to seem uncomfortable and she didn't want to lay down. We were told that she had pancreatitis. But after coming home after a few days in the hospital, she could not fight it.
She ate the first day she was home and tried her best to overcome.
But she felt that it was her time. She fell asleep and only needed us to help her get her wings.
Pinkie was the sweetest and loving girl. She loved being cradled and slept like that for hours in her Daddy's arms. I know that him holding her the last few days was of comfort to her. It was always where she wanted to be.
Her pillow remains on our bed where she slept next to us for 16 years. When the lights would go out, she would settle into her spot. She didn't go there until we were ready for sleep. I feel her presence. She is still there now every night watching over us.
Rest in Peace my angel. You will be forever in our hearts. You were one of kind.
Daddy picked me up today and took me home. My urn is beautiful.
Now Mommy and Daddy can begin healing their hearts.
Mommy walked me around the bedroom and told me she was glad I was home.
I have been at the Bridge for 2 weeks now and meeting new friends every day. I am happy to see Wriggley, Fluffdog, Dice, Stripey, and Buddy.
I am getting to know Bunka. She came to the Bridge before I was born. I now know why Mommy and Daddy loved her so.
They said that I helped them to not hurt anymore when she had to take her journey.
Daddy has been showing my photo of when I fit in his hand. I was sure little back then.
Before I go, I just want to sprinkle some healing dust on my friends that aren't feeling well. Purring for you all.