Little Amber,

My Dearest Baby,

It's so incredibly hard without you. I remember the first time I saw you—you were so tiny, and I was so scared to even touch you, afraid I might hurt you. You were my first kitty, my little angel. Writing this hurts, and I miss you more than words can say.

The time we had together was so short, but you brought so much peace into my life. Your absence has left a hole that no one will ever be able to fill. I'm so sorry. Why did you have to leave us?

I hope that wherever you are, you are safe and sound. I hope you have food to eat and a warm place to sleep, and that you've found a new home with people who will love you.

I'll never forget the night you ran out. Just before, you gave me and Dada a big headbutt, a final little gesture of love. We woke up the next morning, and you were just gone. Luffy still cries for you, waiting by the door.

It's been a month since you left us, and it doesn't get any easier. You were only with us for a year, but you filled our lives with so many beautiful memories and so much love. We will always be grateful.

I miss you so, so much, my little Babygirl. I really hope you come back to us, but if you decide not to, please just be safe. Mama and Dada will always love you.

Missing you,

Mama

Sweet My beautiful baby boy Jonah!!,

My sweet, sweet baby boy it’s almost a year now and there’s not a day that goes by that I don’t cry. Something triggers it. The pain is not as bad as it was initially. I think if I were able to get another little creature to love and nurture it would help a lot. But I can’t. I spent so much money on you and I would do it all over again. I just have to be smart. For a change lol I don’t know if it’s good but I look at your pictures or not but. You were just so gorgeous and I love you so much. I’ll always love you. I truly believe that you’re with God. And I know that he answered my prayers in so many ways. He is so good. I am more focused on him now than I ever was. And that may be part of it all I don’t know. I just pray to God with all my heart and soul that we meet again and love you, baby boy take care, mommy love you so much.

Love,

Mommy

My sweet Jimmy bear ,

I never thought you’d leave me so soon. I know you were older, and sick, but I just couldn’t ever picture my life without you. I am so heartbroken to have lost you. My sweetest baby boy.

Thank you for finding us, for letting us love you for 7 years. The years went by entirely too fast. You were a comfort to me, daddy, and your little humans. I pray you’re with Victoria and that she’s taking care of you now. She’s the only person I trust on the other side with my baby. Please visit me with signs because I can’t possibly live the rest of my life without knowing you’re there checking in.

I hope you’re chasing your tail, and lying in the sun. I hope you’re free of pain, with no more asthma, and that runny nose. I never minded cleaning your nose or you sneezing on me. I’ll miss your snoring in my ear late at night. I’ll miss you and love you for as long as I live.

Love always,

Mommy

My sweet Mogli ,

I can't believe it's almost a month and sometimes it feels impossible to continue without you. Even though you're not here, the world turns, people leave and time keeps moving forward. Making the decision to let you go broke our hearts but we continue to hug you as always, like that night.

I don't know if you visit me in dreams or it's just that I beg the night so hard that it makes me believe that I do. It is then that reality imposes itself and I remember that life took your body, but my soul refuses to see it that way, I miss you in shapes and colors that have no name.

Now you're everywhere and nowhere. In the way the light filters through the window in the afternoon, that's your time to visit us. On the wrinkled edge of the mat that you used to dig as if it owed you something.

I'm very sorry for the suffering you endured those days, I never wanted you to experience pain. Keeping you here would have been selfish and, in any case, it gives me peace to know that you are no longer suffering, although I still can't make the passes with myself. Say hello to Camila and some old friends while you rest.

The almost 13 years we had you are irreplaceable, YOU are irreplaceable. I love you so much, my little gold; I will look for you wherever I go and in everything I do. I can’t thank you enough for your sweet soul.

Mom.

Love always,

La mama

My sweet Nugget,

2017-2025

For the 6y that I've had you out of your 8y of life, you have always been a fighter; from breaking your leg in your 1st year of life and never healing properly, to battling a bone infection in that leg the past couple weeks.

You were known as the sweetest "Fancy boy" at the vet as you only ate oxbow hay, and preferred the timothy/orchard grass mix.

Your Personality will never be forgotten, as you had the chillness of a corgi, energy/attitude of a husky, and the mischeivous sass of a cat; and you will forever be remembered.

RIP my sweet boy!!

Love,

Elah

My sweet Little Morey ,

One week ago we found out we were going to say goodbye so much sooner than ever expected. It started as some noisy breathing and tummy troubles, we thought you just had a little infection. When they saw the fluid in your chest pressing on your lungs and heart we were terrified, when they tested the fluid and said you likely had lymphoma we were crushed.

I’m sorry things were so tough at the end. We knew your body was having a hard time when you couldn’t play your favorite hide and seek game with us. Your last day with us was beautiful and we will treasure it forever. I will miss your paws, and snuggles, your chirping, and your little rattle snake tail when you were excited.

You were with me when I went through one of the hardest times in my life. I am so thankful to have had you in my life, though it was so much shorter than I ever anticipated.

We miss you terribly. Hope you are munching all the cat grass, listening to the birds, and napping in a sun beam.

Love,

Katie

My sweet Cookie,

From the moment I saw you at the cat cafe, I knew you were meant to be my baby.

I had just lost my boy Marshie to cancer, and seeing you there- making aggressive muffins and wanting nothing but love- made the pain hurt a little less. You only had one eye, but that one eye reflected back at me, and it felt like Marshie sent you to me.

When I finally took you home, I knew it was meant to be. You’d make the most aggressive muffins on me, and meow the loudest at dinner time… we’d share a burger together, or cheeto puffs. You were really my little shadow, and you were so good with your siblings.

When you got sick, I was heartbroken that i’d have to let you go just like I let Marshie go, but The 5 months we spent together are something I will cherish deep in my heart forever.

You were truly my bestfriend, and you made such a impact on my life, and your cat brothers and sisters. We all miss you so much Cookie Bear.

Thank you for being YOU. You were truly one of the most incredibly cats i’ve ever had the pleasure of knowing, and I miss you so much. Words can’t describe the emptiness I feel without you next to me every night.

I know we’ll meet again, but i’ll forever be looking forward to the day I see you on the rainbow bridge 🪽. I love you Cookie, rest easy my baby.

Yours,

Hailey

My dearest Princess Lyla,

It’s coming up to 5 days since you left us.

After 12 years of buzz and laughter and life around you, we now wake up to silence, often doing things that became second nature. We side-step water bowls that are not there anymore. We gingerly push doors open lest you are lying just behind. We imagine hearing your footsteps coming to the kitchen to complain about lunch being late …. 10 minutes before regular time…

I wait in my study on Saturday mornings for you to wake up and come rocking up to me saying Let’s Go … it’s Walk time!

It’s an endless list really.

I will continue grieving for you until I can make peace with myself and your passing.

I loved you more than anyone else. And you knew that. You knew I would always make you safe… even from the torture of brushing teeth…

Now you’re gone and all that I can do is pen these thoughts.

So many people say that we should seek succour in that you had a life full of the best we could give you, full of our love and all of our time when we were together. Some people say we should find relief that you didn’t have to suffer more than 2 days.

That doesn’t cut it for me. I wanted both of us to live and be together forever. So there are no discounts for me and I seek no relief on your leaving us. I will live through this pain in whatever intensity it comes each day, and for however long it keeps coming.

The night of 25th June was the last night I spent with you. You were suffering, couldn’t move, couldn’t turn, couldn’t raise your head. I lay next to you on the floor our bodies in touch as I petted you nonstop till around 4am I think when my shoulders hurt so bad that I couldn’t pet you anymore. I only wish I had more strength to go on.

I kept my word and stayed with you till the end, petting and talking to you for those final 3 minutes. Even nonsensical stuff like how you were losing hair. Anything that came to mind. Until you went to sleep for the last time.

How I wish you were here.

Love,

Papa

My sweet Jasmine,

I still am in a bit of shock that you're gone. My mind knows it, but my heart is still processing it. Just two weeks ago everything seemed fine and normal. And then quickly you became sick. You were such a part of our lives these 14 years. You brought such love and comfort to Mack, especially, during hard times and the rough stuff that a teenager has to go through. For me, you were a resource of comfort and peace--when I would have a rough day at work, I could go into Mack's room where you would be in your usual spot--her bed--and I would get down on my knees and cuddle up with you while you were sleeping peacefully. Or, if you were awake, you would see me and greet me with your sweet little short meows to say 'hey, what's up Dad!'

I miss you playing with Ken, even though I know you couldn't stand him. He would try to play with you to get a reaction and you would swipe and hiss at him, and he would bark in retaliation, but I secretly think he loved the abuse. He was notably sad last week when you got sick. And because you were not in your usual state of mind, you rubbed up against him (a dog, yes you did haha!) and he didn't know what to think. It was sweet at the same time.

I'm going to miss hearing the sudden spontaneous gallops from upstairs over absolutely nothing. Or hearing you jump down from your food and water counter when I'm downstairs working.

It's so hard to imagine you not being here now. We've lived in three houses since you came into our lives as a small kitten. Everywhere we have lived you have been in our lives equally. The house just seems so empty. Yes, all four of us are still here and Ken is still here. But it seems so empty. There is a huge gaping hole in my heart now and I don't know if it will ever go away. They say in time it will get smaller, but right now I'm not sure it will. And part of me doesn't want it to, not because I want to wallow around in misery, but because I'm afraid I'll forget you, or maybe forget some things about you. I don't want that to happen. Each morning these past three days when the sun comes up, I feel guilty. Guilty that time is continuing with you. I feel like we left you behind and all alone. We were all there with you when you passed on, with Mack holding you close to her heart. These images will haunt me forever. I keep seeing the life just leave your paws and your body. I know you were in great pain and not very aware of what was going on, but you were still breathing, you were still with us. I don't want to let you go. Just one more time, I keep saying. Hold you and love you one more time. But I know it wouldn't be enough. Just like I know there is nothing we could have done to save you. Money was not an issue, I would have paid for it all, but we knew based on your condition, none of it could have saved you. But I still feel like we just left you. I am so sorry for that. I wish there was some way you could tell me that it didn't feel that way to you.

Fourteen years of memories is a lot to unpack. I keep remembering things I had forgotten about. You used to love to spend 97% of your time upstairs, so these past few days I have been spending 97% of my time downstairs, other than to go upstairs to sleep, just because everything remind me of you. We've been keeping busy this weekend, staying out of the house and doing things as a family. Coming home to the house without you in it is always something I dread. You should be here. I feel you all around. But you're not. I don't know when I can accept that or be ok with that. It is my prayer and hope I will see you on the other side. And I also hope that maybe months or a year from now I can come back here and write another letter to you.

Missing you,

Dad

My sweet Tink,

It feels impossible to continue without you. I can’t believe that even though you’re not here, the world spins, and time still moves forward. Making the decision to let you go felt unbearable and it broke my heart holding you then. You will always be my baby.

Say hi to Mable and some old friends while you rest. I am so sorry for the suffering you endured your last couple of days, I never wanted you to experience that much pain. Keeping you would have been selfish and if anything, I am so glad you are not suffering anymore.

The eight years I had with you are irreplaceable, YOU are irreplaceable. I love you so much my Tink, I will look for you everywhere I go and in everything I do.

Love,

Mama