Missy-Beloved Kitty 1989-2009


Domestic Shorthair
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Home:New Mexico, USA  [I have a diary!]  
Sex: Female

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Nicknames:
Miss Miss, Psssssy, Psss Psss, Miss Pssss

Badges:
Rainbow Bridge
Quick Bio:
-cat rescue

Birthday:
May 3rd 1989

Coloration:
Calico

Likes:
To sleep. To meow for canned cat food

Pet-Peeves:
Dogs smelling her face

Favorite Toy:
Fishing pole toy

Favorite Nap Spot:
Anywhere quiet

Favorite Food:
Canned cat food mixed with a little water, mashed into a soft mush.

Skills:
Sleeping and eating

Dwells:
indoors

Arrival Story:
A feral cat had babies in my mom's backyard and Missy was the one we kept. After that, we trapped mama cat, had her spayed (TNR), and found homes for the other two babies.

Forums Motto:
Hi, got any canned cat food?







I've Been On Catster Since:
April 2nd 2006 More than 8 years!

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Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Catster Id:
292269


Meet my family
REDFORD COOPERTundra ~ DG
#6
Manytoes ~ DB
#120
LynzeeWishbone~An
Angel Now
Sparkee *Our
Sweet Angel*
Strider *Dear
Angel*
Scruffy *Our
Little Angel
Girl
Rory ~ DB #60NINA KEIGHTY
Our Past
Fosters
Preston *Angel
Too Soon*
MICKFORREST

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Missy, The Sweet, Loving Kitty


Poems For Me From My New Friend, Cesar

August 1st 2012 12:11 am
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These poems are from my new friend, Cesar and his dad. Thank you for thinking of me and Scruffy, dear friends.


I know God has taken you home. I'm just someone
that's taken care of you,"
"It's hard to believe that you're gone. But you're in
a more peaceful place than here. I'll see you when I
can. Wait for me at the gates of heaven."


How can I bear to lose you, my precious gentle one,
To know that you will not be here when my day is done?
So much of my heart, my love, have I given up to you,
How then can I stand the pain now that your life is through?
My sorrow overwhelms me, the tears so freely flow,
How can I carry on my life, with a heart that's laden so?
Then the answer comes to me from the stillness in my soul.
Remembering the love we shared will help to make me whole.
I'll hold you in a special place, so deep within my heart
And in these loving memories we'll never be apart.
You will not be so far away, your presence I will feel.
I'll wrap myself in your memory and so very slowly I will heal.
The years we shared, the little joys, the laughter and the tears
My love for you will never die, but strengthen with the years
So fare you well, my precious love, I gently let you go
And pray to all the Gods there be that you will always know
I loved you so, my little one, that love will never cease
I gave you warmth, I gave you love, and now I give you peace.
~ Constance Jenkins~


A Cat's Prayer

To Those Who Love & Those Who Love Me

When I am gone, release me, let me go-
I have so many things to see and do.
You must not tie yourself to me with tears,
Be happy that we had so many years.
I gave you my love, you can only guess
How much you gave me in happiness.
I thank you for the love you have shown.
But now it is time I traveled alone.
So grieve awhile for me if grieve you must,
Then let your grief be comforted by trust,
It is only for a while that we must part,
So bless the memories within your heart,
I will not be far away, for life goes on,
So if you need me, call and I will come.
Though you can not see or touch me, I will be near.
And if you listen with your heart, you will hear
All my love around you soft and clear.
And then, when you must come this way alone,
I will greet you with a smile and "Welcome Home".




Goodbye

With heavy hearts; and a tear in our eyes
after all these years; we must say goodbye
Please understand; we've done all we could
if there was anything we could do; you know we would

I'm sitting right here; gently rub your ears
while I talk to you softly; trying to hold back the tears
The memories you gave us; we'll never forget
especially the ones; of the day we all met

One last hug; and one last kiss
you have no idea; how much you'll be missed
To look into your eyes; this one last time
you tell me it's ok; you know it's your time

Close your eyes now; and go to sleep
we'll pray to the Lord; you're soul he'll keep
Go in peace now; our good friend
we'll stay right here with you; until the end

Dream of that special day and time
when we'll meet at the Bridge; and all will be fine
We'll run and play; side by side
with a soft warm feeling; deep down inside

Your memory will live on; in each one of us
you'll always be number 1; to all of us
Have a safe journey; through the night
I promise when you awake; you'll be in God's light

So with heavy hearts; and tears in our eyes
just for now my friend; we say goodbye

John Quealy




FROM FRIEND TO FRIEND
Author Unknown

You're giving me a special gift,
So sorrowfully endowed,
And through these last few cherished days,
Your courage makes me proud.

But really, love is knowing
When your best friend is in pain,
And understanding earthly acts
Will only be in vain.

So looking deep into your eyes,
Beyond, into your soul,
I see in you the magic, that will
Once more make me whole.

The strength that you possess,
Is why I look to you today,
To do this thing that must be done,
For it's the only way.

That strength is why I've followed you,
And chose you as my friend,
And why I've loved you all these years...
My partner 'til the end.

Please, understand just what this gift,
You're giving, means to me,
It gives me back the strength I've lost,
And all my dignity.

You take a stand on my behalf,
For that is what friends do.
And know that what you do is right,
For I believe it too.

So one last time, I breathe your scent,
And through your hand I feel,
The courage that's within you,
To now grant me this appeal.

Cut the bonds that hold me here,
Dear friend, and let me run,
Once more a strong and steady cat,
My pain and struggle done.

And don't despair my passing,
For I won't be far away,
Forever here, within your heart,
And memory I'll stay.

I'll be there watching over you,
Your forever friend,
And in your memories I'll play,
Healthy once again.

 

Sorry, Missy

September 25th 2009 3:19 pm
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I should've written this long ago. Something or other
kept me from doing it. Maybe 'cause I start crying
right away, which I'm doing right now anyway. Don't
get me wrong, I don't mind crying for my pups and kits.
I guess whatever I write can't do justice to Missy.

Missy left us February 28, 2009. She was 20 years old.
She was a beautiful muted calico and man, did she love
her dad. She would sit beside him and just stare at him.
Sometimes, when he was watching a game, he wouldn't
notice, so I always had to tell him to tell her something.
He would reach over to pat her or he'd kiss her. She
loved that! Of course, she loved us all but I don't think
she stared at the rest of us that way.

She started her life born to a feral cat that moved in
to my mom's back yard. Her mom was the daughter
of that feral cat that moved her kids to this yard.
Knowing that if we didn't rescue the babies, it would
be a never ending story of kitties being born and being
feral. We took the babies away from the mom we
named Daughty (for daughter). Missy was one of
three. When they got old enough, we found homes
for the two boys but nobody wanted the girl. So, we
kept her. Best thing we could've done even if we
already had 7 cats. All of the originals have crossed
over the Bridge. I cry for them all.
Oh, and we did trap her mom and grandmother and
had them spayed. We let them live out their lives in
the only home they knew, the backyard.

One thing (among many) I remember of her is her and
her favorite toy. Half of a fishing rod (the thin part),
some thick string tied on one end with a piece of denim
tied at the other end. She loved this toy. We would play
with her and she would catch the denim, pull it from us
and walk all over the house dragging the fishing rod,
looking so proud that she caught it. She was just
so cute. I miss that. As she got towards the end of her
life, her toy didn't matter to her anymore, which was sad.

We knew the time had come when she got so thin and all
she wanted to do was sleep. She didn't even groom her-
self anymore. So, so thin even if she still was a good
eater. It was a hard decision, but we did it for her
because we knew (even if we didn't want to admit it)
she was suffering.

We love you and miss you, Missy.
You were one heck of a cat.
You will never, ever be forgotten.

~~~~~~~~~~~Missy~~~~~~~~~~~~~
~~May 3, 1989 - February 28, 2009~~

 
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