Here lies Wesely

I loved Wesely but soon he got loose and my next door neibors dog killed him! :boo hoo: he was very silly and would wine when his sister was outside! He also liked to drink wine. That and malt liquor. From Alicia Watson

Here Lies Swirls. Swirls Hated Christmas. He Would Claw The Santa's And Knock Of The Ornaments, And Just Ruin Anything He Could Get His Little Paws On. Well Christmas Decided To Get Back At Him One Year. We Had Just Hung The Last Christmas Ornament And Swirls Was Busy Making Plans to Take It Off. Suddenly We Heard A Loud Crash. We Rushed To The Living Room To See What Was The Matter. There Was The Christmas Tree,Destroyed. But Where Was Swirls? We Noticed Somthing Sticking Out From Under The Tree. It Was Swirls. The Tree Had Fell And Crushed Him. Poor Swirls. Christmas Will Never Be The Same Without You. Send Your Thoughts To Celibrate 2000

(a.k.a. girlfrien' kitty, fluffita) There once was a kitty fluffita who left her mark tho she was sweet-a seven years weren't enough of her furballs a-tuft she left a poopy furball on my pillow so neat-a Bijou Himalayan (Seal Point) January 17, 1993 - April 21, 2000 Samantha Bachechi

August 16, 1998 – August 2, 1999 I adopted Tiger and took him into my home. He was loved and cared for right until the end. He used to purr whenever we held him or played with him. He was a happy playful kitten right from the day we adopted him from Pet Smart. He got along well with our other cat Cinder and he was a pet, friend, playmate. Whenever I went to sleep I would say "Tiger bedtime" and he would come running and come up on the bed and sleep beside me and my husband. When I would leave for work in the morning he would meow at me as if to say "goodbye I'll miss you" and when I came home every night he was there saying "hello I missed you, welcome home!" I had to make the hardest decision of my life when he got so sick I had to put him down. I will always remember my "little tiger" he is missed by all of us, he became a part of our family in less than year. Shellie-Marie

Caught on Film! Little did Shellie-Marie know, but Tiger had been using her Emerald Jelly Dong for months before his demise! It's a Fact!

I am a Clairvoyant in Sydney, Australia, and my husband is a Trance Medium. That's 'New Age' for he channels spirits!!! The old bastard across the road from us (we've since bought elsewhere) decided that he hated our cat Buster and he hated Clairvoyants. So as he couldn't throttle me, he throttled Buster instead. The old bastard (or OB) told me of his intentions to kill our cat, but there was nothing I could do to prevent it. No, the SPIRITS didn't help either... and so my little (black and white) moggy went to the Big Cat Heaven In The Sky. (He did come back and visit me though...) I haven't had my revenge on the OB as yet, because that's UNSPIRITUAL!!! But karma will jump up and bite his derrier any day now... PLEASE GOD!!!!! Love from, June Cleeland XXXXXXX

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		Tragedy in Motion
My boyfriend killed my cat last night. He threw him off the roof and he landed on my spiked fence. I broke up with him and he just couldn't handle it, I guess. Anyway, about my cat. His name was Bubbles. Why, you ask? Because, no matter what time of day, no matter what company I was trying to impress, Bubbles would take it upon himself to fart. And what a stench! I'll always miss Bubbles standing on my chest in the morning, dragging his claws down my face. At least I have the scars as a reminder. Thank you, the hardworking folks at ZOOASS, you'll always be in my heart for seeing me through this heartbreak. Send condolences to Lindsey.		A Dramatization

To my two kitties, Killer (gray one) and Thumper (orange one), whom I loved dearly. Killer was my birthday present, my first animal I had ever had. I miss him badly. Thumper was the ass of the cat family, who loved to beat me up, which is probably why I've still got a soft heart for heartless kitties. They were named the twidiots, for twin evil idiots.   Ode to the Twidiots Killer and Thumper were fine Tom Cats, Killer was da pimp, Thumper for da rats. Daily, they both went for their nightly prowl, But, one day Thumper was taken by an owl. Killer, my one and only kitty love, Went for a stroll chasing a dove. That dove went flying, and then, what did I see? A damn coyote, chasing Killer fast as can be. Poor kitties, they were fed quite well. But, oh after dinner, they left a raunchy smell. One would always try and nibble my ears, The other would go for, my husband's worst fears. My Thumper was the lightweight, weighing in at 10 pounds, My Killer was the heavy weight, 27 big ones took the crown. My sweet lil kitties, I hope you're doing well.. My sweet lil kitties, gee you guys were swell!!! Send condolences to Cateyes.

	The Sad Demise of Smokey the Cat
	Smokey hung herself not too long ago with her collar. My mom called and told me that Smokey had been trying to jump up onto one of the patio chairs but after she got her front paws onto the chair her collar got caught in the crack of the chair and when she jumped it broke her neck. At least it probably didn't cause her lots of pain.
Send condolences to Ghosty Baby.

Pushin' up the 'Nip Oh beloved feline, dear pet of mine, you once bedecked my kitchen floor, with fur and kitty litter galore. Now you, in my garden rest, your favorite herb at your breast. Thoughts of you into my mind do slip, my sweet kitty a pushin' up the 'nip. Send condolences to Ticky.

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