Kittens of CatKlaw

I develop websites, so here’s our slightly hidden one dedicated to our four-legged family members I love the picture of Gabe above, and that is what got me thinking to crafting a site. Plus, I’d like to leave a sort of chronicle of the feline members of our household. They make up such a silent, yet HUGE part of our lives, it isn’t fair to ignore their importance.

Gabe’s history

In 1997, my husband and I, then boyfriend, had finally moved out to an apartment on our own. With me came Sagesse, as my mother wanted to keep her sister, Curiousite (Sage and Curry for future reference). I have always had two feline companions feeling they preferred company. I think in retrospect, Sage might have just preferred being the only cat…as Gabe was definitely a handful for her.

A family friend had kittens, so I went to visit and fell in love with the gray and white furball with a tail too long for his body. He came home with me. He was a handful to start. He spent most of his young life in trouble. He was into everything. Curious. Playful and could go from friendly to mean in a matter of seconds. I swear his eyes would go red when he hit a mood. He mellowed a LOT as he got older.

He was our hunter. Our warrior. He brought home birds and finished them off in the bathtub. (At least it made for easy cleanup.) He ate everything he could. And when the mood struck….and could vibrate your entire body with his purr. Playful and a fighter….he went after crows, foxes and even went toe to toe with a deer one day for threatening Baby Bijoux, our newest addition. All in all, I only had to really get after him when he tried to go after our little guy….he just wasn’t sure about small humans. And he learned quickly that mommy could be faster than he was. He learned to keep a healthy distance between him and the uncoordinated child.

He crossed over on Saturday, March 21st. He’d been feeling badly…and I’d let him go a couple fo days, as that was his usual way of dealing with any upset. But, the third day, I pulled him out of the leaves on the deck…cold and light. He’s never cold. Off to the emergency vet to find out, Liver Cancer. He was in the end stages and we’d never even realized he had it. He was a fighter to the end.

He is missed. He is honored. And he will always hold a special place in my heart. And, so, to remember all our felines, I’m going to work on building this site to help honor their memory….and their impact on our lives.

Namaste.