Abbey | Allegra | Benjamin | Bian | Billie | Boy/Ralph | Brutus | Cecelia | Charlie | Charly | Chase | Chelsea | Chloe | Cindy & Mindy | Clarence | Cleo | Clue | Cosby | Dipper | Duchess | Frank | Gilly Girl and Pumpkin Pie
Abbey never met a person she didn’t like. She was the first to rush to the babies’ rooms when they cried to check on them. Referred to by many as the “self-petting cat” she nuzzled all humans who dared to sit on her couch. She will be dearly missed. Love you Abbey cat!
Allegra AKA Kitten
05/10/2002 – 06/17/2016
You are my angel and I will love you forever.
04/01/1997 – 06/14/2011
clump and kick rug; seize the mouse!
~~ Kelly Katz
I loved my overly vocal baby boy. You lived a full life and I will miss your complaining terribly. Your dog buddy Ranger will probably miss you more than I, especially your snuggle times.
Born 4/19/07 – Died 9/5/2018
I loved you from first sight. You will always be in my heart. Billie you were so loving and outgoing but yet so independent. Those who met you loved you including those friends who didn’t really like cats. Thank you for sharing your life with me. I will miss cuddling with you. Hope you are reunited with your sister Carlee and brother Teddy. You lived life on your own terms and died on your own terms. I know you are in a better place. May God hold you in the palm of his hand, until we meet again my sweet boy.
RIP Boy, aka Ralph. A most excellent cat without even ONE bad bone in his body. Never, ever unfriendly and comical beyond belief. He lived about 15 years and on April 3, 2013 had to be relieved of his earthly burden due to sudden onset coronary problems. To be completely honest, he was guilty of tormenting Dottie the Labrador, but really that was his only sin, for which he is forgiven.
August 8, 2004 – June 2, 2018
Also known as Boobo, Bibi, Babi, Babbington, Booey. Despite being a fancy-bred Birman and a Virginia gentleman, you were also funny, mischievous, playful and a champion cuddler. You were a perfect personal assistant, always willing to help with working, playing, eating, or napping. You traveled the length of the East Coast, vacationing from Portland, Maine, through Outer Banks, North Carolina, through Longboat Key, Florida. You were a loyal friend, a cuddlebug, and a surprisingly skillful mouser! We hope that you are now at peace (or playing) back Home. You were a precious gift, and we will always love you and be grateful to have had you in our lives. We will miss you until we see you again.
We love you and miss you!
People with multiple pets don’t like to admit they play favorites. But I’ll be completely honest: Chase was my favorite. From the moment my then kindergarten-aged daughter chased him into the Himalayan breeder’s kitchen (before I learned the value of rescues) and scooped him up, he was my boy. Chase was laid back, curious, affectionate, and fearless. While other cats were slow to warm to strangers or freaked out when a contractor was over doing work, Chase sat calmly on his favorite red couch, surveying the world with his slightly cross-eyed stare and allowing everyone to stroke his soft gray coat. He had the same zen-like reaction to a barking dog as he did to the many visits to the vet over the years. He survived so many health scares, including a major surgery that removed most of his colon, that I almost believed (and hoped) he was indestructible. Chase was one of those special cats that perpetuate the “9 lives” myth. I was honored to have him in my world for 17 years and each day was a gift . He will never be replaced in my heart.
Chelsea was with our family for 16 years. She made our house a home and made our family complete. She actually chose us! It had been 2 weeks since our cat Bonnie (13) died in PA. We were having a yard sale and out of nowhere this little kitten showed up. Turns out a lady down the street had gotten her and another kitten from a shelter and kept them outdoors. Daughter Angela was 6 and son Nick was 3 years old at the time. Angela is now 22 and graduating from VA TECH next month. Nick is 19 and a freshman at WVU. We would like to thank Dr. Alt for the support and understanding in which he helped us in this situation. Chelsea had been diagnosed with a thyroid tumor and we had started medication for it. But over the past few days her health/state had been rapidly declining. Despite that she remained the sweet and affectionate cat she’s always been. It has been a traumatic week with the tragedy of VA TECH as well. We were overwhelmed to receive such a wonderful note regarding our beloved cat Chelsea. She did have a long and very full life and we are grateful to have had her a part of our lives and family for as long as we did. She will always be in our hearts and she will always be a part of our family. The Arbia family would like to thank you all again for your care of Chelsea and your compassion regarding our family’s loss.
Intelligent, beautiful, sweet, demanding at times, and a great spiritual teacher to your Mom. We miss you and will always love you!
Cindy and Mindy
We love you and miss you.
Clarence, a 17 year old curious, clever, funny and smart cat was rescued from the Outer Banks of NC when he was less than 1 year old. He provided years of companionship and entertainment to friends and family. Everyone who knew the family knew Clarence and always asked about him. He was a BIG presence in our home and family. We miss him!
Cleo 1990- May 10th, 2007
I loved Cleo so much. She grew up with me. I am an only child and when I was three years old my mom and stepdad decided to adopt two cats. I wasn’t with them when they went to the animal shelter but my mom tells me all the time why she picked up Cleo and our other cat Lulu. Cleo got my mothers attention with her extremely loud purring that seriously sounded like a dove. When I would call my mom from college to say goodnight to her at night, I would always hear Cleo purring in the background and it would be such a soothing sound that made me miss home. Cleo was such a funny cat. I swear she was the real cleopatra in her past life because she acted like she was royalty and always made sure her physique was perfect. No joke, it wasn’t that she was sick or didn’t like the food, she was always just thin, not sickengly thin but pretty thin. She walked, actually no, she strutted. She was the queen of the house. She had her spot on my mothers bed and none of our other 3 cats were allowed to sit there. We were told 3 years ago that she wasn’t going to live within 6 months when she was diagnosed with breast cancer. But Cleo always came through, she was amazing. She had to have a surgery last year to remove a growth and came through it beautifully. She only recently got sick the last couple months but we loved her and doted on her untill the very end. She was my sister. And I still can hear her purr. I miss her so much. I could fill up a whole page or more with what I loved about Cleo. But I can say she is sorely missed.
April 1998 – November 6, 2013
“So long as the memory of certain beloved friends
lives in my heart, I shall say that life is good.”
Cosby was very much loved in my household. He joined my family, along with his brother Jax, in July of 1999. They were both only 8 weeks old, and have always been treated like my children. Therefore, losing Cosby has felt like a tremendous loss for myself and those around me. Cosby had a wonderful indoor life, with all the toys and amenities that a cat should have. Not only was Cosby adorable, but carried the traits of an intelligent, thinking cat. He was an old soul, very intuitive, and responsive to me. When I cried, he would approach me with support. He was always first and last to see me every day. Cosby was not always easy, but that is what made him even more human to me. He understood me, and saw me through some very difficult times. We will all miss him terribly, and hope that we get to see him one day.
Adopted at age 5 in late 2003, this black-and-brown mackerel tabby was soon dubbed “Dipper” because he drank water by dunking his left paw and licking it off. A very dog-like fellow, he was happy to learn tricks, obey commands, and fetch pompoms from several rooms away – always singing The Happy Hunter song before spitting out a pompom at our feet. In later years, Dipper had diabetes, but he always sat patiently when having his blood tested or receiving insulin injections. Later he was also diagnosed with kidney disease, and we were often warned that he might not have much longer – but year after year, Dipper stuck with us, surviving diabetes for 7 years and kidney disease for 4 years. He even outlived his adopted younger brother and sister, and ultimately lived well past the age of 18. Dipper was the logo model for Operation Happy Sock (www.ohappysock.blogspot), a community service organization that provides catnip toys to homeless cats worldwide, so his legacy lives on.
Here is a picture of Duchess Flynn for the Burke Veterinary Clinic memorial. This is a typical picture of Duchess pampering herself. Thank you for your support and the care you gave Duchess. Sincerely, Dan Flynn
3/15/05 to 10/12/18
Gilly Girl and Pumpkin Pie
Gilly Girl (gray/white) and Pumpkin Pie (tabby) were my roommates for around 15 years. Gilly passed away in December 2014 and Pumpkin in November 2015. I adopted Gilly through the Feline Foundation and got Pumpkin from a litter of kittens that a veterinarian took in along with their mom.
Both kitties were such wonderful furry friends. You would not have been able to find a gentler cat than Gilly. And Pumpkin definitely was the social one, always going to the door with me to see who was knocking. They got along great with each other – most of the time. Occasionally, Pumpkin would swat at Gilly to prove her alpha status, but what “siblings” don’t have issues sometimes.
Dr. Alt and his staff were so supportive of both kitties, even all the times I had to cancel an appointment because I couldn’t corral the one who was supposed to be seen. I’m glad I have a soft spot for cats. They give us so much and only ask for some food and a warm spot to curl up. Thank you Gilly and Pumpkin for sharing your lives with me.