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Coloration: Black and White
Likes: snuggling
Pet-Peeves: Tabby attacking her, being left for a whole day without snuggles, anyone getting on her chair or her sewing basket, being picked up
Favorite Toy: hot pink shoelace
Favorite Nap Spot: a lap
Favorite Food: ham, tuna
Skills: a chilly stare, snuggle power
Dwells:
indoors
Arrival Story: Lydia and her brother, Skylar, both were adopted by me in 2005 when their first family moved to Florida and couldn't take them with. Many thanks to Lisa Rich, her husband, and daughter Kayla for letting me adopt them!
Bio: My brother and I found a new home in October 2005. The family we'd been part of for all our lives was moving to Florida, and couldn't take us with them. Our skin sister, Kayla, was friends with the lady who became our new mom (Karen), and Lisa (our first mom) asked Karen if she would adopt us. She said yes, of course, and we moved in with her and her boyfriend (our new dad, Scott). We have two "siblings": Tabby and Carbon, which I hated when I first moved in. Actually, I hated everything when I first moved in, and was a very bad kitty for a few weeks. Then, I decided that the change was permanent, and mellowed out. Now, Dad is my snuggle buddy, and I get very mopey if he's not around sometimes (like when he goes on day-long trips with Grampa). Skylar and I both love our new home, and are glad that Lisa and Kayla asked Karen to adopt us. Skylar had no trouble with the change, and he was friends with Karen for a year before we moved, but he's a little goofy anyway. He even plays chase with the babies (Tabby and Carbon)!
Forums Motto: Got snuggles? Catster Local Spots I've Marked: Petco, Petsmart, Mt. Scott Animal Clinic The Groups I'm In: 2007 Christmas Gift Exchange, *Super Strollers*, Blankets for Babies, FOR THE LOVE OF LAUREL, Working Cats, Black And White Units, Cats with Human Names, Chef Skylar's open restaurant, Deviant Kitties!, Febreze® Pet Odor Eliminator™, Holiday Purrs!, Kitties of Warcraft, Kitties with Stomatitis, Multiple Cat households!!!, Pawrents with Allergies, Pets with Crafty Parents, Portland Fur Kids, Portland, Snugglers, The Purrfect Holiday Gift Exchange 2006, The Tuxedo Gang, WE LOVE CONTESTS, We Love the Snuggles Project, ^*^Over The Rainbow^*^
The Last Forum I Posted In: Jazzi Crossed the Rainbow Bridge
Today would be your ninth birthday. Skylar is celebrating by snuggling in my lap, acting like you used to. He, your dad, and I are still grieving. In some ways, I wish you'd made it the almost two weeks to today, but we knew it was time to let you go. Today I will bake the clay pawprint the vet made on your last day.
Mom's not able right now to send out thank yous individually, maybe after a while. But she has read all your rosette notes, gift notes, p-mails, forum posts, etc.
From Mom:
Thank you so much, from all of our family. It helps, knowing that you care and that you cared for Lydia, even though you never met her "in the fur". Eventually, I'll post a couple things that people have sent to me that are especially meaningful, but I can't do that right now. Just thank you to everyone, and know that your caring and friendship eases this burden of grief.
Lydia, sweet one, your death day was beautiful: bright sunshine, not too cold. We told everyone to go say goodbye to you, and they all, one at a time, went over near you. I carried you out to the truck wrapped up in a blankie, and you looked around and meowed. Little Smokey kitten from two doors down heard you, and he and Mommy Chiba came running to see. They watched the truck drive away from the house. You lay down on my lap, very interested in what was out the window. You meowed and peed on me because you had no bladder control, but we understood. Your dad and I petted you as we drove to the vet. At one point, you hopped up and looked out the window, fascinated at the cars in the parking lot we went by.
When we got to the vet, we took you inside. There was another cat there, waiting to get a checkup, with two little girls. They thought you were so beautiful, and we told them it was your last day. You meowed at the cat and at one of the resident kitties and looked around. Your dad started crying and had to sit down. I held you and cried.
We went into the room, and I set you down on the table. You immediately hopped down to the floor and lay in the corner. Your dad and I petted you, and told you we loved you, and how much we would miss you. You got up and
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