As some of you may know, our funny little kitty Fred went missing about a week ago. The search for him ended sadly this afternoon when we discovered that, as we feared, he had been killed the Friday night he went for his evening romp and never came back.
I know some of you will not understand all that he meant to me, but I know that some of you will. In the last two years Fred's place has been somewhat, and rightly, pushed to the back to make room for our darling Ainsley, but he was still a loved member of our home. Most of the time he tolerated the loves she tried to give him, when he didn't just avoid the grabby girl. But she was learning to pet him gently and he was warming up to her. However, he would still find me during naptime with unerring accuracy. He seemed to always know when she was occupied and I was free. He would follow me around the house, laying next to or on me whenever I would settle down. He was my friend.
Fred joined our family almost as soon as it was formed. We got him just a couple months after we got married. We visited the humane society to give a loving home to someone, and Fred was the first kitty we picked up. We put him back and went on to visit with a couple more, taking each of them out one at a time and playing with them trying to decide. While the other kitties just went back to doing what they had been before Fred kept stalking back and forth in his cage and meowing at us. It was like he was saying 'pick me! pick me!' and it just won us over. In the years to come Fred would keep me company while Tom would be gone for 1 and sometimes 2 weeks working in Vegas, or even just shutting himself up working like crazy at home. And for all the many months of wanting so much to be a mother without success, my warm furry friend was there for me to care about and take care of.
He was a silly, zany kitty who fit in great with our family. In his youth he wasn't always the friendliest to people outside our family, but we secretly kinda liked that too. We were his favorites. :) And as the years went by he calmed and became more and more loving.
I probably went a little overboard, but I wanted to give you a glimpse of our wonderful kitty, and what a fun life we had together.
silly fred
Worker Fred
Playing in the Snow with Ains
Goodbye... love you, miss you.
11 comments:
Sorry about your kitty hon, I totally understand how hard it is to lose a good pet!
I'm sorry :( I'm glad you finally found out what happened though, I think the not knowing would have made things worse. For me anyways.
i'm so sorry to hear that your first baby has passed on. it's so hard to lose that first one! i hope your heart will mend quickly!
What a sweet tribute to Fred. He was one of those good cats that inspired us to look into getting a cat. Now I have 4 furr babies that have been rescued because of him. I can't imagine how hard it must be to loose such a close friend. Hang in there and sending you hugs. I love the last picture you have of Fred- he had beautiful eyes. purrrrrrs from my four kitties to comfort you.
oh fred.....how could you just leave this family? i had a cat in high school who got hit by a car too. it's so sad.....and fred was a good one too. he'll be hard to replace. i'm so sorry yesterday was such bad day. i would come give you a hug if i had someone here to watch my kids. i love all these pictures of him by the way. love you.
Dani I am so sorry about Fred.I totally understand what you are going through. It was really hard for Matt when Foxy died that was his first baby. I know Bear didnt die but when I had to give him up because him and Gav was to rough with each other I still losed my first baby. (dog) I hope you start feeling better love you.
I know I'm not supposed to cry at posts about cats, but I did.
That is soooo sad! We'll miss Fred too!
I'm sorry about Fred. Reading your post got me all teary eyed. Love you.
I miss fred! I think i'm really going to cry.
Oh, I am so sad, I am so sorry, so sorry. I'm glad you found out what happened, it would be worst not knowing but I am just so sorry.
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