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Missing Zack…

I was at my window today, looking out over the gardens and I heard the call of a mourning dove, soft and sad. I saw her on the lawn earlier today, alone and I have to wonder if she lost her mate. Usually I see the pair of them, just like I see Mr. and Mrs. Goldfinch and Mr. and Mrs. Cardinal. I feel sad for Mrs. Mourning Dove if she has lost her mate. Like me she must feel sad and lost.

It has been hard for me to think of what to write about my dear beloved Zack. Any words I can come up with don’t seem like enough… Zack and I had a special bond. He was such a special cat, amazing and brave. The best friend and fiancé any kitty girl could ask for. Zack and I had hoped to grow old together, comparing stories of our days, aging and loving our families, but that was not meant to be.

Most cats here know Zack well, but if you don’t you should visit his page and see his story. Zack was rescued as a kitten by his Dad after being kicked by some evil boys. Zack suffered seizures due to this, but being a brave cat, he did not let them stop him from being a loving, smart and friendly cat. He was truly a very special soul. As his Mom says, he was the center of his home and so very loved by his family. I know that all of the cat families here can understand how very sad Zack’s family is to lose him. Losing a beloved family member is like losing a part of yourself. As much as I miss him, I know his family misses him even more. They loved him so very much, just as Zack loved them.

I am reminded of a poem that my Mama has read to me many times; it is by Elizabeth Barret Browning. It really says how I feel about Zack. The last lines of it are especially meaningful now


How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of being and ideal grace.
I love thee to the level of every day's
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for right.
I love thee purely, as they turn from praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints. I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.


I do believe firmly that our souls are eternal, that Zack is still with us. I am sure he will be back to visit his family and perhaps he will even find his way to visit me too. It is different though, like a dream almost, a fleeting shadow or glimpse from the corner of your eye. Sometimes you can feel your kitty angel, pressed against you in a familiar way. You just have to watch and be open to the visit.

Zack- I will love you forever.

I am especially sad today because Zack’s younger brother Harry is very, very ill today. I am sad for his pawents, this is more than anyone should have to bear. So I am purring, as loud and hard as I can, and my mama is praying for a miracle for Harry. I hope others cats will join my family in purring for Harry.

Thank you all

Hello fellow Catsters,

Now that I have the dubious distinction of being the senior cat in my home, I am told that it is my duty to represent our family. I guess that is okay. So today I am writing this letter of thanks to my fellow catsters.

Last weekend my dear elder sisfur Muffin passed over to the rainbow bridge. She was sick for a day before her passing and my wonderful boycatfriend Zack asked our friends to purr for her at that time. So many cats purred and sent her warm messages, it was very sweet and we truly feel the energy sent was helpful, especially to Mama. I would like to thank all the kitties and their families for that kindness.
And then when she passed on, so many cats sent more messages, beautiful rainbows, stars and the kindest warm thoughts... It was truly overwhelming in a positive way. I would like to again give my sincerest thanks to all of you kitties and your families for this. You don’t know how very much this kindness was appreciated! Or maybe you do know if you have been touched by this type of Catster outpouring of love and caring.

Catster is such a special, loving and kind place, our family wishes that we had been on Catster during Peanut’s illness and journey to the bridge last year. We think it would have made that more bearable. But we are so truly happy we finally found Catster and its wonderful family of friends.

My third thank you is to all of my dear friends who sent me birthday wishes last week on my 11th birthday. We have a little video of daddy playing with me and singing Happy Birthday that I hope to post soon. Daddy is so funny!

I also would like to announce a new addition to our family. We have adopted a little kitty who is 4 months old. Her name is Abby. We will try to make her page tonight and we hope all of our friends will add her as a pal too. Like Maggie, she was touched by a dragonfly, but in a different way.

So again fellow kitties, THANK YOU ALL for the kindness you have all shown to me and my family. Mere words can’t express how grateful we are, so that is why I shouted them!

Love and Purrs, Kiwi
“ the head cat of the kitties from Maine” MOL

Maggie Pounced on ME!

I just came in while Mummy was at the computer and asked her to help me write a new entry. This morning Maggie, one of the gaint coon kittens, had the nerve to try to play with me!!!!!!!!!!! I was minding me own business , just sitting on the floor and she comes up to me , tail in that air and pounced right on me play. Can you imagine that??? I let out a nice loud barking hiss and she remembered that she was not supposed to play with me. I am too old for this stuff. Sharing treats with them is bad enough.
It was nice and sunny today so I was able to spend sometime in a sunspot on the bed - that was nice. And Mummy petted me a bit while I was there, and the giant kittens were downstairs - YEAH!