Glamour Shot

These two will never appreciate the glamour shots lavished upon them.

The Scratching Post

Farewell Jet

On March 4th, 2019 I had to say goodbye to my cat Jet. I got him three months after I moved to Orlando. The adoption paper said he was eight weeks old but a vet later comfirmed he was only four weeks old. I hand raised him and I had him for fifteen years.

Those years were also some of the most turbulent years of my life. I struggled with work and school, never having enough money, and horrible roommates. Relationships fell apart, jobs closed without warning. By the time I was 35 I had moved nine times and I had juggled two jobs since I had graduated college. In my world of general chaos he was often the only consistency I had to hold on to.

Enjoying the peace in the first apartment that we had all to ourselves.

When he became the big brother for Kobi.

He loved to cuddle with me; especially on cold mornings.

The 10 year anniversay of his adoption.

Sometimes I would take warm towels from the dryer and lay them on his bed. He would purr up a storm.

I loved the look on his face when I upgraded his bed.

But he always loved to curl up in my arms.

When my parents bought me a couch he thought it was his new cat bed and claimed it for himself.

After I rescued the stray he became a big brother again. All three of them always got along so well.

I took this photo the day I moved into my condo. Jax and Kobi were anxious but Jet was an old pro.

I finally had a place were he could lay out in the sun.

A short while after we moved in his health began declining.

But he would wait by the window for me to come home everyday.

I loved his silly little faces.

My best friend Rochelle had graciously offered to go to the vet with me. She didn’t want me to go alone. But it had been me and him for so long that it was something that I had to do without anyone else. 

Curled up in my arms on last time.

I was holding him when he slipped away.

Amidst the endless upheaval we were the only constants in each others lives. He had been with me through some of the darkest years of my life and it was devastating to loose him right at the point where I felt I was gaining some stability. I had so many friends reach out to comfort me. They all loved him too. 

I am forever gratful for our time together and all the love that he represents.

My Sweet Boy 

October 2nd, 2004 - March 4th, 2019

Jax

Early in January I was able to catch the stray cat I had been trying to rescue. Since he was about two years old and had been outdoors his whole life the vet’s office was traumatic and my apartment was quite foreign to him. 

Even though he had never been in a car before he handled the ride well. His shoulder injury was already healing and thankfully wasn’t infected. I named him Jax and I quickly fell in love with his sweet demeanor and soft, pink nose.

At first he spent the majority of the time hiding under my bed.

Eventually he grew to appreciate the regular feedings and comfy cushions.

He seems to favor the company of my younger cat Kobi, which is especially adorable since they appeared to try to play with each other through the door when he was still outside. At first I noticed that my door mat was always out of place, then I would catch glimpses of him near the door. When I opened the door, Kobi was always sitting right on the other side.

Jax cuddling with Jet while Kobi enjoys the view.

Kobi and Jax having a lazy afternoon.

Best Seat in the House

My little tiger's favorite spot is any place near the window.