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I miss them.

Missing my babies


Right here with me


white cat paw

Being her mom has been an honor....
Almost 19 years...
The memories I will keep right here with me.

March 7, 2003 -
December 20, 2021

Finding my balance

white sad cat in window

 It's difficult to put into words what the world feels like to me now...

Usually finding the words comes easy but how I feel now is not easy to describe.
When you have someone who constantly wants to be with you, like every minute of every day, for 18 years. (cant even get close enough to you even when he is on your lap)
And then he is gone.
It does something to your equilibrium.
I'm trying to find my balance.
I miss how much he loved me.
This photograph is of Mikey sitting in the window while I'm outside, I think the look says it all.
He didnt like us to be apart.
I dont like it either. 😔

Model is Mikey

One Last Kiss


After bringing Mikey home on the night he died, it was dark and I was glad that I didn't have to bury him yet. 

Bob said he would dig the hole when he got off work the following day, he got off early. 

This still gave me more time to try and wrap my head around all of this. 

I had placed Mikey in his booster seat which is right next to my bed. 

(My mattress is directly on the floor because of Mikey's arthritis, it made it easier for him to get up onto the bed.)

I remember falling aseep with my hand on him, I didn't want to miss one second of the time we had left in this physical world, I knew, I would never have another chance to touch him again. 

He was cold and I kept adjusting his blanket like that would make a difference somehow. 

My brain was in such shock that night, I'm sure most of the things I did would make little sense to the outside world.

I remember not sleeping much that night, waking up many times, praying each time for it all to be a dream but then feeling his coldness would bring me back.

My dreams were so wild that night, I kept dreaming about me running with Mikey, we just kept running, I don't know where we were going but we were running so fast. 

I woud wake up and feel scared.

The following morning just felt like dread, I knew what was coming. 

It took me most of the morning to gather stuff for his burial pod. I talked to him the whole time and watched as each of my cats made their way into our bedroom to say their goodbyes.

Even though, I was gathering his things for burial, I was still in denial a bit, protecting myself from what was about to happen.

I couldn't have him cremated, I just couldn't but the thought of of putting him in the ground was making me physically sick. 

I remember opening and shutting his pod 20 times for one more kiss.

By the time Bob got home and dug the hole, I thought I was as ready as I could be.


As we headed to his gravesite, I carried him in his pod but my legs felt so weak, it was the longest shortest walk I have ever taken.

I asked Bob to lower him into the grave and Haley and I watched as the music began to fade. 

I totally lost it. 

I'm serious, like a little kid, I was stomping my feet and crying and screaming no!

Please no.

Haley was holding me up, otherwise I would have fallen. She just kept squeezing me tighter. 

I thought I would want to stay there by his grave for longer but I didnt, I just wanted to sleep. 

I can see his grave from my bedroom window but he is no longer there, I feel him now everywhere else, in our room, in the kitchen outside in the garden, he is all over this place because I am.

It's taken these past months to put it all into perspective, losing Mikey has been so sad but at the same time, it has been so beautiful. 

The outpouring of love after his death and even now has been so incredible. 

To know that his story has touched so many people is actually keeping him alive for me.

He has taught me that even death cannot take from us what we share with one another.

His memory is so alive within me every single day. 

Nothing can take away all the times he has been there for me and he can still be here for me even now and he is because love never dies.

Even in death, he still teaches me.

Models are Mikey and his Mom (me)

Our last cuddle

I'm not me without him

This has been so difficult for me. 

I know he was 18 years old and he lived a long life but I suck here without him.

We were always together no matter what. 

Im trying. 

He has some of the most amazing followers over on Mikey's Cat House

and everywhere really, people from all over. 

I feel so fortunate to have so many of you love him so much. 

Mikey pretty much died from old age, there was no specific illness that took his life, he just stopped eating. 

He had had all the best medical care, I even switched him to a geriatric specialist. 

Wr tried all sorts of stuff and ran all the tests but in the end his body just shut down.

I took him in to be put to rest and his heart stopped after they gave him the sedative. 

It was peaceful but it was awful. 

Im doing the best I can to pick up the pieces but I dont know....

I just miss him. 

We have never been apart this long. 😔

This was taken a couple of weeks before he died. He had lost so much weight, he went from 23lbs to 10 lbs in a little over a month. It was awful.

Mikey died on February 16, 2021
I can see his grave from my bedroom window.

I will still be posting stories and photos of Mikey here and in his Facebook Group Mikey's Cat House.



He is gone and he has taken so much of who I am with him. 

I will post more later but for now I need a minute. 

18 of the most beautiful years.

Mitsi Passed Away

I wanted to let you know about Mitsi, my Mama cat, she passed away in November.
Mitsi was pregnant when I rescued her and she had her kittens the very next day.
We let her raise her kittens in the warm house and when they got older I created an online adoption application for them and over 50 people applied to adopt them. They all went to amazing homes.
I knew from the get that I wanted to keep Mitsi.
About six months or so after the kittens went to their forever homes Mitsi was diagnosed with severe stomatitis which means her mouth was inflamed, her gums were a dark red and her throat looked like hamburger meat. Her whole mouth was covered in ulcers.
The only hope for a cure would be to have all of her teeth removed and it would cost $1200 for the surgery in Sacramento but with no guarantee it would work.
We decided to wait because of the money it would cost and we moved to Oregon.
She was on pain killers but cats don't do so well on long term pain killers, their kidneys usually get pissed off.
Once we moved here I raised the money to have her teeth removed and it didn't cost quite as much but still a lot.
Mitsi did so well after surgery but her vet was concerned because her gums were so bad they wouldn't even hold a suture.
She recovered and we thought she was home free. She was so happy but then it returned and it was worse than before.
For the last year of her life she has been on pain meds every single day.
She has been mostly out of it all the time. We did have our times though each day when she would be all lovey.
The last few weeks of her life I noticed her weight loss. I figured it was her mouth hurting and her not eating enough.
But on November 26th she went to take a step and fell over. She had two seizures and she died in my arms.
My heart has been broken ever since.
I just miss her so much.
You know, when I met her she was a feral cat living under a trailer. I tried to get her many times with no luck but the day before she was to have her kittens she decided to take a chance on me and she allowed me to get her into that carrier.
She did it for her babies, I know she did. She took a chance and it paid off. She always seemed so grateful.
I really do miss her so much.
This is Mitsi, I called her Mama though because she earned that title.
Model is Mitsi (Mama)

Here is the post when we first met.

Semi Retired

Back when Mikey was younger, he and I would spend entire days just taking pictures.
I know he didn't truly understand what I was doing with this camera in my hand but if I didn't know better, I would swear he knew exactly what I was doing.
It was a game to Mikey, I would get down on the floor with him and just watch him play.
I believe my best shots came from that time.
He would roll around on the floor and try to get me and then he would hide and I would go look for him and then I would hide and he would look for me.
It was so much fun and those memories are some of the best memories I have had in my life.
I enjoyed every second that we would spend together.
Now a days at 17 years old, he doesn't play so much but we still spend entire days together, just not with my camera in my hand.
Don't get me wrong, I still take a ton of pictures of him (as you know), its just not my main focus with him these days like it once was.
I guess you could say he is semi retired. Lol
Instead, these days we spend our time loving.
We talk about old times...
I do all the talking actually and the fact that he can't hear me makes me seem nuts but I dont care, I still ask him if he remembers stuff. Lol
He knows what Im saying, he doesn't need those old ears.
Mikey listens with his heart and he hears mine perfectly.
Model is Mikey

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by the recent wildfires in Paradise, California 

Your cat may be waiting for you at the 

Alley Cat Allies Recovery Center®

Camp Fire Monkeys Need Your Help

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There are still so many more.
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They need our help.
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