Saturday, October 29, 2011

The End of an Era

5/24/99 - 6/28/11

Kechara was my baby from the day he was 6 weeks old, when he came back from Ohio with us, falling asleep in the tiny loaf pan of litter we had placed in the carrier in order to introduce him and his sisters to the concept of litter (they had been barn cats).  He was my cuddle boy up through this afternoon, when I held him (and DH held both of us) as he died.  After the seizure he had this morning, it was the right thing to do, but oh, it hurt.  I'll say more later.


  1. Oh I'm so sorry, words can't fix it but know that I'm sending you a great big hug. So very sad. Best wishes to you both.

  2. I'm so sorry for your loss. Sending big hugs your way.

  3. That's a great photo & I figured the post was about K., but I wasn't prepared to see his face looking up at me. It hurts me too. I'm mourning with you - have been since the moment he passed. I wonder if anyone's realized that the name you sign by on some things is in honor of him. He's been so important to you, so much a part of your life, that you've used his name for emails, IM names, etc. That gives some small indication of how much you love him.