Munford
This precious little man came into the world on March 26 2006 and departed only 5 weeks 2 days later on May 1, 2006. He was loved by many. He had a rare condition called Hydrocepholous. He touched our hearts and will forever be with us. We love and miss you Munfy we know we gave you all we could in the short little life you had with us. You will remain in our hearts forever loved NEVER forgotten. Rest In Peace my little man until we meet again..... I Remember I stood by your bed last night, I came to have a peep. I could see that you were crying. You found it hard to sleep. I whined to you softly as you brushed away a tear, "It's me, I haven't left you, I'm well, I'm fine, I'm here." I was close to you at breakfast, I watched you pour the tea, You were thinking of the many times your hands reached down to me. I was with you at the shops today. Your arms were getting sore. I longed to take your parcels, I wish I could do more. I was with you at my grave today, You tend it with such care. I want to re-assure you, that I'm not lying there. I walked with you towards the house, as you fumbled for your key. I gently put my paw on you, I smiled and said "It's me." You looked so very tired, and sank into a chair. I tried so hard to let you know, that I was standing there. It's possible for me to be so near you everyday. To say to you with certainty, "I never went away." You sat there very quietly, then smiled, I think you knew... in the stillness of that evening, I was very close to you. The day is over... I smile and watch you yawning and say "Good-night, God bless, I'll see you in the morning." And when the time is right for you to cross the brief divide, I'll rush across to greet you and we'll stand, side by side. I have so many things to show you, there is so much for you to see. Be patient, live your journey out... then come home to be with me. Author unknown

Bayley
As I write this, tears are streaming done my cheeks. At 4:54 this morning (June 4, 2006), my little Bayley took his last breath as I rocked him in my arms. This is so hard...he turned 9 weeks old today. He seemed completely fine days ago...the Vet said it was a possibility that he had FIP when he went in Friday night with a 105.6 temp. He is in heaven now where he is whole. The tears are still coming, but I know that I was able to give him a happy life for the time he was with me. Please say a prayer for him...I will miss him so... You see, Bayley was one of my first litter of kittens that I fostered. He and his 2 siblings (Ashton and Raven), along with their mother, were living in a dirt basement. They were rescued and put into a foster home. Since, both siblings and their mother have been adopted. Bayley will always be in my heart. He died in my arms....which gives me a "forever" attachment to this dear baby.

Jamie_White
Personality plus, this little girl. Jamie was a sweet girl, and chockful of energy, full of mischief. She'd run and play, jump and wrestle with the other kittens--then curl up against them to nap. She was horrid about not being patient when she heard that can open...and she'd climb anything she had to in order to get up on the counter and to the cat food...including people! Jamie, I'm sorry you were sick, and I'm sorry there was nothing anyone could do to fix it. You were a precious girl, not much more than a baby, and you will always be special--never forgotten. Ever.