In loving memory
Gone too soon, but forever part of our hearts and legacy.
Caring for kittens is not just our passion - it’s our heart. While we celebrate the joy of each new life, we also carry the stories of those who were only with us for a short time. We dedicate our lives to rescuing and fostering abandoned kittens in addition to breeding Maine Coons and Persians. Every little life that we have been blessed to know has touched us in ways that will stay with us forever. Each life lost is a life that mattered. We honor these sweet babies by keeping their memory alive.
This page is our tribute to the kittens who didn’t get to stay, but who touched our lives in meaningful ways. Every name here represents love, hope, and the bittersweet beauty of life.
Grizzy BEAR
Oh sweet little Grizzy Bear my heart breaks looking at your photos and videos. I named him this temporarily because his little claws looked like a baby bear. Grizzy was one of my foster babies and a teeny little runt of the litter at only 240 grams when I got him.
He was so full of life and loved to eat. He ran to my lap and always wanted to be held. I would put him in my shirt and keep him close throughout the day. He was the sweetest boy and I planned on adopting him. I came home one day to find him unresponsive.
I performed CPR and was able to bring him back but that evening he started declining and couldn’t hold his little head up and was having seizures. I don’t know how long his little body went without oxygen.
I made the heart breaking decision to let him go in peace without suffering. I found out after the fact, that the Humane Society where I was fostering had an outbreak of Panleukopenia which is probably what caused this sweet boy to decline suddenly.
I will love you forever my little Grizzy Bear. 💙
Dawson
October 30th 2024 was my birthday and I went to a rescue to get myself a girl kitten that I had seen online. When I arrived, I did adopt the girl, now Delilah but I saw this sweet little orange and white kitten with blue eyes who was no bigger than the palm of my hand. He crawled up on my lap and looked up at me and I said “I guess you’re coming home with me too”. Dawson chose me.
Little Dawson was a sweet boy who always hopped up on my lap as soon as I came in the room. A few nights later Dawson started drooling and acting very aggresive out of no where. I immediately took him to the Vet. The Vet had no idea what was wrong and we treated him with medication without a real diagnosis. Dawson had ringworm when I got him and quickly went downhill with other ailments.
Dawson was only about 3 weeks old. Dawson started having seizures and was put on seizure meds three times a day. Dawson was treated for ringworm for 2 months it was so bad. This little boy went through so much. He started going to the bathroom outside of his box and he was just a little off from the seizures. He enjoyed being with my large male mainecoons and they took him in like their baby brother.
The rescue that I got him in offered to take him to her Vet to get him neutered and get blood work while under anesthesia since my vet was unable to obtain blood. Within minutes of dropping him off, she messaged me stating that he had a bad seizure. He had been seizure free for over a month on meds. This rescue then blocked me, refused to communicate about my kitten and subsequently euthanized my sweet Dawson without my consent or knowledge. What she did as a so called rescue is unacceptable and I believe that karma comes around to those who deserve it.
While this sweet boy had problems, his care was being managed and he was stable. Dawson’s little life at only 6 months old was ended too soon. Dawson I am sorry that I wasn’t there for you in your final moments and I pray that you did not suffer. I will not trust anyone with the lives of my kittens ever again. I love you sweet boy. 💙