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Sex: Male Weight: 8 lbs.
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Leave a treat for Kenneth James T 1985- 2005
Nicknames:
Kenny
Kitty Complexion:
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Quick Bio:
Coloration:
Blue-Silver
Likes:
MY human's attention
Pet-Peeves:
Loud Noises
Favorite Toy:
Catnip Socks, Natural Rubber bands,
Favorite Nap Spot:
On my human
Favorite Food:
Anything with Tuna or Chicken.
Skills:
Plays Fetch
Dwells:
indoors
Arrival Story:
I am struggling with where to begin with the story of how I came to become one of the luckiest pet owners on the face of the planet. It was about 1988 and I was visiting with my older brother Jeff at his job, which as a delivery driver for Pizza hut. We were out back talking about which colleges and where I should go. During the talking, we both kept hearing this faint meowing from the dumpster. My older brother and I were both raised around pets and had a great fondness for all the animals of the world. I gave him a leg up into the dumpster and he came out with a box that the faint meowing was coming from. He hands it over to me and climbs out. We both discussed the possibilities of there being kittens or something horrible in side that box. We opened the box. To our horror, we found this beautiful silver cat tied up, taped inside the box, and faintly meowing. Jeff and I took Kenny over to the local vet and he asked where we found the cat and the story. The pet hospital told us that if he had been left there in the Texas heat much longer he would not had survived. Other that slight dehydration it looked like he had be de-clawed, neutered and was very well taken care of. We asked him how old he thought the cat was he said he could not be more than 3 years old. The vet then asked us if he (the cat) was abandoned or a stray (as this point the vet was stroking and petting this very friendly cat). My brother Jeff said that he would take him. My brother Jeff took him home and introduced him to Blackie and Tiny. A couple of weeks passed and I knew that my brother was going off to join the army. I asked him how the cat was doing. He told me that he had a name for him Kenny. While my brother was in the army, his cats came and stayed at the family house and we all grew quite fond of Kenny. I went off to college. When my brother came back from the army, there was a terrible car accident and my brother almost died. Kenny was very unhappy and listless the entire time. When my brother finally got out of the hospital and was discharged from the army, he did not know what to do. He went and became a police officer. Jeff was settled into his new found job and I was off to go further educate myself. My brother Jeff took his cats and moved into the city. Well Soon I found myself living with my brother I was still in school and I was working. I finally got to spend some time with Kenny and get to know him. Kenny was quite demanding of my attention. He slept in my room and he like playing his fetch. One night after I went to a birthday party and I came home, I heard Kenny crying. This bothered me. The bedroom door to my brother’s room was locked and Kenny was crying and crying. I picked the lock on the bedroom door. Kenny ran over to my brother Jeff who looked like he was sleeping. He was not asleep though He had died. Kenny nudged him with his nose to get up but he was not going to. I picked up Kenny, held him, and started crying. My other roommate called 911 and I sat with Kenny the entire time. I put Kenny down and he went over to Jeff and kept rubbing against him and meowing. I sat with Kenny and Jeff for what seemed an eternity. Kenny kept century over my brother. He had to be removed once EMT and the coroner were there. My brother was a healthy person but he had our father’s bad heart. It was tough on everyone in the family but mostly for Kenny. He had lost his savior and father cat my brother Jeff. That was in 1996. Towards the end of 1996, I decided to move out to California to spend more time with our dad. I packed up my belongings and drove a truck out here with Kenny and October in tow. It was tough out here the first month. I did not have an apartment and I did not have a place to put the cats so I put them in boarding. I will NEVER do that again. I put them in the at a place where they both cats caught a respiration disease and had to be treated. Kenny pulled through that like a champ. When I finally was settled into the new place I have to bring Kenny home. Kenny was a great companion to October and me. He was always ready to play and go on his walks. He had this ability to slip out the front door and turn on his cloaking device so I did not see him. One day he got out and I could not find him. I stayed outside almost all night worried about him looking for him. I would stand outside before I went to sleep and call his name and I could hear him crying somewhere I just could not figure out where. So the next day I was going to find him no matter what I gathered my flashlight and went out into the neighbor’s yard and called him. I could hear him. I started shining my light around and I still could not find him. I went back up and on the balcony and looked directly down in the bushes and there was my Kenny. I went down and picked him and brought him inside and fed him the largest dinner he probably ever had. I sat down with him and loved on that cat for what seemed an eternity. When I went to sleep, I was happy to have Kenny back in the bed with me asleep. That was the only time that I was ever worried enough to call the pound to see if they picked up any ultra friendly cats. Kenny was my best friend when I was lonely, a Clown when I was sad, and my private secret keeper that always seemed to have a wisdom about him. When it became time for us to move into a nicer apartment with more room, he knew it was time to go so he gathered all his toys into his bed. There was no struggling with him getting into the carrier to take him over there. He helped me coral all the cats and when it was time for me to say good by he was there with me moving on to my new house. He was there with me when I unpacked for a week and doing my cleaning and purging out of things that I no longer needed. One day I looked at him and there looked like there was something wrong with his eye. I brought him in and told that he had a cataract in his eye. He was after all about 18 years old at this point. I took him home and I sat with him and talked to him. I told him he had to be a but more careful because I know he could not see so great out of his clouded eye. We would take our daily walks and I would show him the new things outside. He would sit with me and watch movies. His 19th Birthday came and went. One day I noticed that he was looking a bit thin and I took him into the Vet. She looked at him and then she went and squeezed on his belly. She said I have to tell you I think he has a tumor on his intestines. That is why he is so thin. I broke down so hard I did not know what to say. I asked what kind of cancer is common in cats of old age and she said lymphoma that is probably why he is so skinny. Then came the dreaded question of how long do I have with him. That was May 2005. I doted on Kenny as any one would when they knew that their best friend had only months to live. I took him for a walk whenever he wanted I had to bath him and keep him clean. There were days that he had great days and there were days that he had bad days and I had to stay with him. I never got angry when he had an accident on the new rug I just cleaned it up. It was towards the end of July 2005 and Kenny and I were outside and we were sitting down looking around and I told him it’s ok if he needed to go I understood and that I would love and miss him. He got up and looked at me like Look lady I am not going down with out a fight. We went inside and I made him dinner and he tripped when he walking back from the placemat. He got up and still fought to get in my lap after dinner. I went shopping for household supplies on a Sunday. I came back with my bags in tow and Kenny ran out the front door and he tripped again this time he didn’t get up. I dropped my good inside the door and went out and picked him and brought him inside. Once again I told him I understand Kenny if you are tired you have had a full life and I want you to rest. I called all his human friends and told them to come and see Kenny and say your good bye’s I did not know how much time he had left. I had my friends come and pet him and talk to him. He would struggle to stand and to lay in my arms. Kenny fought death and was trying to fight him when he passed. It was so sad to see that he would not let go and go peacefully. I laid down with him I was petting him and I told him to rest now that we would meet again one day. I will find you again. I sat with him I held him He quieted down and we fell asleep. I woke up and checked on him and he was breathing slow and shallow. I whispered to him that I loved him and understood why he had to go that his body was tired but his heart was fierce and that I would miss him. He opened his eyes and looked at me and went to his final sleep. That was August of 2005. Nothing could prepare me for how devastating it feels to loose an animal friend. Kenny fought bravely to stay with me as long as he could. He was with my brother till the end staying with him and standing guard over him as he passed into the great unknown I only hope that Kenny has found his peace and He and my brother are playing together and are happy. Kenny I miss you I love you. You have left a void in my heart that only time will heal. It was a great honor to know you.
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March 20th 2007 10:38 am
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I had a dream about you last night my friend.
I had a dream that you returned to me once again.
I had a dream that you were happy and healthy.
I had a dream that you had a diamond collar, wealthy.
I had a dream that you were young and spry
I had a dream that made me cry
I miss you my buddy, my furry child, my friend.
My love for you will never end.
Kenny,
That was for you wherever you are I know that we will find each other again. I know it’s been a while since I got to see you. I guess this is why it hurts me more when I see you even in my dreams. I have been taking good care of your girlfriend October. I really have but she is sick like you. It’s heart wrenching to think about it. So I will tell you something that you did that I find hilarious. You used to lay on me and never want me to get out of bed till it was feeding time. Now your fat brother Lardo lays on me to get me up to feed him. If you remember the outside cat that you used to flirt with. Well she has joined the household as the newest member of our brood. She is adjusting quite well to being with us. She comes to bed in the evening like you used to. She’s a licker like you. If I oversleep 5 minutes she starts licking me. However none of the cats serenade me at midnight like you used to. I honestly have to say I don’t miss that too much but what I miss is lounging watching cartoons and eating ice cream and sharing half of it with you.
Till I see you again my special little guy be safe and stay out of the streets. I miss you. I love you
Always Your Friend
Me.
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