My Katie, Katie Pretty Lady.
September 1991-October 2005
A tribute to my Katie girl.
It's been a week now since I had to make the painful decision to let my Katie, Katie Pretty Lady go in Peace.
In October of 1991 we decided to get another cat as a companion for our C-Fer who was missing the loss of his friend Mittens. We found a rescue orgainization that a woman ran out of her home.
I was sitting in the kitchen talking to the woman while hubby and the boys went with another woman to find a new kitty. While sitting there, this tabby jumped up on the table and layed right down in front of me. The woman said, "Lorraine, I would like you to meet Katie." I said, "Hi Katie, my you are such a pretty lady. Hence the nickname, Katie, Katie Pretty Lady." She was 11 months old at the time and had just been spayed one week before.
The boys came back raving about this black cat named Pete and how they wanted him. I tried to stir them toward Katie, but they wouldn't budge. After about 3 weeks of Pete being here, it was clear that it was not going to work out with our C-Fer. Pete wanted nothing to do with C-Fer and he showed it. Poor C-Fer was terrified of him. I called the woman and told her that it was not working out and she asked if I would like Katie instead. Well, I couldn't answer "YES" fast enough.
Katie & C-Fer hit it off from day one, but what really got me, was the first night that Katie was here. We were all in the living room watching T.V. and Katie came on me first, then went to each of the boys and then to hubby. She landed up staying on my hubby's chest. I guess it was like the story of the Three Bears, trying to find out who was just right. :)
Since I didn't work at the time, over the years, Katie became my velcro girl. She slept in the crook of my arm every night. If I happened to turn over she would climb over me to get back into her favorite position. She accepted each cat that became a part of our family with ease.
Since I can recall, Katie hated when everyone was in bed and the lights went out. She would sit in the middle of the hall and cry her little heart out. I would call her, "Katie, come baby girl," and all I could hear was the thumping of her feet on the floor and the little brrrup brrrups, that she came out with. Once she was in bed with me and in her favorite postition, all was well again.
Katie was a very vocal girl, letting you know when she was hungry, wanted to be played with or just wanted some lovies. She really let her siblings know when to leave her alone. She was the "QUEEN" of the house and she let the boys know it.
I was not prepared at all for what happened to my Katie. She went in, what should have been a routine teeth cleaning with 2 extractions and unfortunately had a small stroke from being under the anesthetic. The vet said that this is very uncommon and rare that this happens. At one point there was a slight improvement in her, but then a few days later, she had another small stroke, which left her more paralyzed. They also had to start force feeding her, her vision was affected and she had become incontinent. I could not let my Katie go through months like that in hopes that she could recover. I would only be fooling myself and it wasn't fair to her. She was so scared not knowing what was happening to her and her eyes had that vacant look to them. It was time to let her go.
As I held her in my arms, I told her how much I loved her, what a good girl she was and that she was and always will be my Katie, Katie Pretty Lady.
My Dear Katie, how I miss you so. How I miss your headbumpies, your little brrup brrups, your little love bites on my chin and most of all, your purrs as you layed in my arms at night. I love you and I will never forget you my velcro girl. You were and always will be my heart Kitty. Love your Meowmie.
Rest in Peace Katie. Til we meet again baby girl.
This is a beautiful memorial that Laura made for me.