My cats have no names, I could not bring myself to do this as I consider them their own masters, I do not own them. I do/did love them wholeheartedly and unconditionally though.
Top left cat is the mother of the other three in the picture, she was killed around (assumed) 10th - 11th of Novemeber 2018 by snake bite. I started calling her around the 12th as she didn't come in for her daily feed, I found her a day later curled up in her favorite sleeping spot under the corner of the house after doing a thorough search on the property, at the very least I have closure because I know exactly what happened to her, and was able to bury her body, unlike the other two. She was mostly happy and very healthy, I very much looked forward to seeing her every day I woke and when I returned home from work. She had beautiful soft light-gray fur, was always very playful and young-hearted even in her older age, she loved a scratch on the belly and would roll over at any hint of my hands going in that direction. She was an excellnt rat/mouse catcher and I taught her not to touch any birds, she would watch Butcher birds from a few feet away eating her dry food. I had her desexed after the second litter and they took her uterus out, she then developed an eating disorder and packed on a few extra pounds but was still healthy. She was about 10 years old.
The small cat in the upper right was the runt of the mothers second litter, she wouldn't feed him and kept kicking him away, so I had to make sure he got a fair share of the milk by placing him onto a teat. This became a great bond between us and, growing up, he never left my side, until one day he also didn't come home and I never saw him again. I have his purple collar hanging on my bedpost next to his mothers pink collar. He was only about 2-3 years old. He had a crooked tail and the cheekiest little face you'd ever seen. He was a very small cat but had a very big personality.
The bottom left cat was a daughter of the mothers first litter, she was the first to disappear and I honestly can't remember her that well. I know she had a very soft meow and very very soft lovely fur and she was rather tall. I asked a neighbour/friend to feed my cats while I went away for a week for work, when I came back she was gone and never returned. I never spoke to that 'friend' again as he did not do what he said he would do which resulted in the loss of another dear friend.
The big boy on the bottom right is still kicking, I really don't think he'll ever die because he's so huge and strong and as healthy as a racehorse. Eats as much too. His mother and his siblings live on inside him. It's just him and myself now, I do not dare think about the day I'll not have him around any longer, my heart hurts so much after the loss of his mother and siblings earlier. I can stand to take his loss when it comes but I'll not be attaining any other pets in the future as the inevitable loss of these good friends is too great to be burdened with again and again.
They will be dearly missed and fondly remembered until my own death takes hold and I can meet them in my next life.
Hello to the community of feline enthusiasts, this isn't the best way of saying hello to you all but my abosolute despair and grief over the loss of the mother cat had me do this in their memory. So, thanks for letting me post this and to help me get over their loss and thank you for taking the time to read this.
Top left cat is the mother of the other three in the picture, she was killed around (assumed) 10th - 11th of Novemeber 2018 by snake bite. I started calling her around the 12th as she didn't come in for her daily feed, I found her a day later curled up in her favorite sleeping spot under the corner of the house after doing a thorough search on the property, at the very least I have closure because I know exactly what happened to her, and was able to bury her body, unlike the other two. She was mostly happy and very healthy, I very much looked forward to seeing her every day I woke and when I returned home from work. She had beautiful soft light-gray fur, was always very playful and young-hearted even in her older age, she loved a scratch on the belly and would roll over at any hint of my hands going in that direction. She was an excellnt rat/mouse catcher and I taught her not to touch any birds, she would watch Butcher birds from a few feet away eating her dry food. I had her desexed after the second litter and they took her uterus out, she then developed an eating disorder and packed on a few extra pounds but was still healthy. She was about 10 years old.
The small cat in the upper right was the runt of the mothers second litter, she wouldn't feed him and kept kicking him away, so I had to make sure he got a fair share of the milk by placing him onto a teat. This became a great bond between us and, growing up, he never left my side, until one day he also didn't come home and I never saw him again. I have his purple collar hanging on my bedpost next to his mothers pink collar. He was only about 2-3 years old. He had a crooked tail and the cheekiest little face you'd ever seen. He was a very small cat but had a very big personality.
The bottom left cat was a daughter of the mothers first litter, she was the first to disappear and I honestly can't remember her that well. I know she had a very soft meow and very very soft lovely fur and she was rather tall. I asked a neighbour/friend to feed my cats while I went away for a week for work, when I came back she was gone and never returned. I never spoke to that 'friend' again as he did not do what he said he would do which resulted in the loss of another dear friend.
The big boy on the bottom right is still kicking, I really don't think he'll ever die because he's so huge and strong and as healthy as a racehorse. Eats as much too. His mother and his siblings live on inside him. It's just him and myself now, I do not dare think about the day I'll not have him around any longer, my heart hurts so much after the loss of his mother and siblings earlier. I can stand to take his loss when it comes but I'll not be attaining any other pets in the future as the inevitable loss of these good friends is too great to be burdened with again and again.
They will be dearly missed and fondly remembered until my own death takes hold and I can meet them in my next life.
Hello to the community of feline enthusiasts, this isn't the best way of saying hello to you all but my abosolute despair and grief over the loss of the mother cat had me do this in their memory. So, thanks for letting me post this and to help me get over their loss and thank you for taking the time to read this.