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Ms Too Too Kool Kat

Born: February 22, 1998

Died: December 5, 2006

Why are YOU crying for me when we smiled and laughed, I’m puzzled why I’m the reason for that.
Gently reminding you said "no matter what – we are never apart." Human sadness has made you stop listening to your heart.
So many fun times, how happy my life w/you, is where my hearts at!
Forever, never, ever, stop smiling when you think of your Kool Kat.
I know it’s difficult to believe that your heart knows,that your kiss goodbye is always second to your kiss hello.
If you start to cry, Mom; remember this; when you’d say, "pay the troll" and I’d give you a big kiss.
That always made you smile real big; always a smile will be me.
Until we meet at rainbow bridge; my only way to comfort thee.
Good-Bye is Your Word. For My Mommers Ms Bob

Ms Too Too Kool Kat, I miss you so much. It has been most difficult losing you, my first cat child. @ 55 I know now that I can never be hurt again and that I’m not afraid of any other loss in this lifetime. I knew it would be a sad day but I was unprepared for my sudden loss of you and this devastation that is consuming me. There are short stories I would like to write about you for a first time pet owner as well as the many wonderful stories I could write about you but it’s been hard to get pass my tears. You could make me laugh when you flossed your teeth or when you would point like a dog so I would throw your ball. Or when you would refuse to eat any people food, even lobster or when you sat like me. My friend in the fur coat, I couldn’t have taken enough pictures of you. My other friends also believed you were a person in your previous life. In this point in time there is not one thing I can think of that can make me happy again. I’m just passing time until we can be together again. I know you wouldn’t want me to be sad, I’m trying hard not to be, but as long as I’m here, I just cant help it. Even though I know in my right mind we both knew but there just wasn’t the time. I finally admit it- that is what hurts me the most. We were so in tuned to one another. I thought I was going crazy until I met people who feel my pain. You showed me I could love unconditionally. You have my heart.
Most Sincerely Your,
"Mommers"

If the pain I have now was the pain you endured to be with me one more year. I am so very sorry. You never showed pain even though the specialist said it compared to have a human migraine 25/7/365. You were always so good at the vets. To have this awful "stuf" going on with you and you were such a good girl. I’m crying now knowing I had no choice but to have your eye removed, we were all surprised that within two days your condition seem it accelerated years without treatment, with the ulcer now taken over your eye compounded with your glaucoma.
You would be freed finally of those meds, the pain and doctors after 2-1/2 years. Had I waited another day your eye would have bursted at home. I agonize loosing you Ms Too Too but would have agonized more had that happen and I was unable to get you to the vets in time. Even though you could still have a productive life with one eye I feel you decided enough was enough possibly sparing me to care for you. but oh I would still and as long as it need be, I hope you knew that. You were really the "boss" deciding if there had to be a way to not wake up but to keep on sleeping was the way.
I’m not upset with you my fur girl, my right mind says it was meant to be. But when I am emotionally grounded, I will ask that one question. All I can say for now is without admitting fault the cost of your surgery was written off, as I was told because it was "most unfortunate."
I thought surely she would outlive me. She never went outside, she even had a self-cleaning litter box so she would always dig around fresh litter. I combed her hair twice a day besides the brushing. She drank filtered water, I made all her toys and there was a time every day to play because I didn’t let outside. She had platforms to sit on so she could look out the window in the living and my office to lie in the sun and have fresh air. I adopted her from our local shelter for cats 8 years, 5 days ago.
I was able to "place" Ms Too Too on our new office property (5-acres) I held her on the way back; she was still warm, thinking she’ll wake up now. I have all these naturally heart shape rocks around her. Tiny one to really big ones. I even have her full name etched in stone. My boss asked if she could plant a pussy willow tree for her and one of my friends got me this little bench with the iron made of all kinds of animals, so I would have a place to sit since I spend my lunch hour and when I get off work with her. She tells me she’s not there and I tell her well fur girl, that’s the last place I seen ya.
Oh how I love that cat. they tell me this ache will go away, I just wish someone could tell me when.