Jedi | Kitty | Leah | Leila | Lila | Lovie | Maggie | Marky | Miso | Mitzi | Molly | Paramus | Pepper | Pickle
Jedi was obviously named by my boys when they were young during the Star Wars craze. He was loved by us and was also welcomed into the homes of our neighbors. The vole population was kept in check at our house and those around us. Our neighbors loved watching him watching the holes at their front steps. Aside from rodent control he was our bedtime buddy, waiting for his cat greenies and then our snuggle and purr time in bed. We miss him terribly.
Originally, I was always a dog person, but Kitty changed that! The first time I met Kitty, he sniffed my face and right then I knew he was for me :). We’ve been inseparable for the past 15 years and through so many changes during most of my adult life. All of the vets commented how handsome and sweet he was during his checkups. He truly was the best cat in the world. I miss him dearly. Mostly, I will never forget how he made my heart grow each time he meowed, purred, greeted me at the door, woke me up before my alarm, and slept in with me on the weekends. He was my buddy. In loving memory of Kitty 8-5-12. I will always miss you.
Leah was our family cat even before we had a family! She was adopted by Sarah in 1990 when my she was in college. Leah moved around with us from Michigan to Georgia to Virginia. She was the sweetest kitty, never cross, never hissing, even as our two children were babies grabbing fistfuls of her hair. Allison (8) and Megan (6) had known Leah their whole life and loved to lay with her for hours when they were feeling ill or scared or just tired. I remember one time Megan went to lay with Leah and fell asleep behind the living room chair – Leah never moved, just stayed with her. Leah loved people, licked fingers and noses, climbed trees and decks and tried to go on walks with us – I think she thought she was a dog! She had grown older and slower but still happy and affectionate. Her death was a shock to the family and we still can’t believe she is gone. The Quade family will always be grateful to Drs. Deutsch and Alt for their compassionate care of our Leah. She will be remembered forever. We love you LEAH!
Leila will be in our hearts and thoughts forever. She was our first pet together and we miss her dearly. She is in a more comfortable place and we are sure, in a much happier state. We love you and miss you terribly. Rest in Peace 11/22/2010
One of the favorite spots for Lila was on the desk while I was at the computer. Sometimes she walked across the keyboard which made for interesting “monologue” in emails, but it was about being close and that’s what she liked. She was adopted as a rescue kitten 18 years ago by my daughter and provided furry companionship, love, and comfort for many happy years. During travel time Lila would stay here at what we called her “time share.” As a city cat she watched a lot of taxis go by and tolerated the noisy New York ‘happenings’. When the one-bedroom apartment with a baby made the limited space problematic for the family it was decided that “Grandma” would take over as caregiver. Lila proved to be a wonderful companion and sounding board and was friends with anyone (except for the occasional dog) who visited. Dr. Alt was such a compassionate medical caregiver, Lila lived to see 18 years. Her passing has left a big void but we are thankful that Lila was such a wonderful part of our lives.
Dear Dr. Alt and staff, Just wanted to thank you for the card and sympathy for my Lovie. You all took such good care of her and I appreciate all the good thoughts. This photo of her taken was taken this Christmas. Gloria Cantrell
I just wanted to say thank you so much to Dr. Alt and Dr. Wilson for being so understanding and compassionate last week when I had to make the very difficult decision to say good bye to my cat Maggie. I was fortunate enough to have shared 17 years wonderful years with her.
I will always remember ….how silly you looked while scratching an itch! You would move your tongue in and out of your mouth, rhythmically, with each scratch. ….you wiggled your rear end with vigor before pouncing on toy mice and scooted around the house with lightning speed. ….you frequently greeted me by sniffing my nose and then sneezing right in my face (I didn’t mind a bit). ….the excited, ecstatic purring sounds you made while milk treading. ….the gentle, kind, beautiful and tolerant cat you were. You made me so happy, just by sitting in my lap. You comforted me and understood when no one else did. You kept me warm and made me feel loved. Thank you.
Miso “Bonita” (6/13/99-9/02/16). Miso taught me what love at first sight was. When her owner died, she ended up in a shelter. I was accompanying a friend to a pet store, and I just walked to see all of the cats they had for adoption. There was one cat that wouldn’t allow anyone to see her. She would work herself under a blanket that was put in her cage. Even though the lady would move the blanket so I could see her, she would still get under the blanket and would only allow me to see her eyes and nose. I didn’t know what had happened to her; I just knew I had to take her home with me. The lady from the shelter said that because of her being so scared, that it might take her a week or two to get out of the cage and used to a new home. When I took her home and opened the cage, in around 15 minutes she was walking all over the house and established her territory. Miso was always shy at first, but once she got to know someone, she would befriend anyone that would come to visit. Even people who didn’t like cats would succumb to her big round eyes. She was very loving and always around people. She will be greatly missed. Rest in peace, gatita bonita.
Mitzi was an amazing cat and I will miss her very much. When she passed away, she was only a few days away from her 18th birthday. Mitzi lived a good, long life, and got to travel all over the world. I will miss her lots. I even miss her white hairs being all over my clothes.
Molly Irene came into my life about 1999. I adopted her from a Pet Rescue in Fairfax. I remember the first night I brought her back to my little apartment at the time, and the fact that I tried to keep her out of my room when I went to bed, thinking it best she learn to sleep by herself and that I would keep her off the bed. She would not hear of it. We soon were cuddling and sleeping next to each other each night.When I moved into my large townhouse, with Molly in tow, I soon realized that she would need a partner in crime to play with to explore the front yard, and hang out in the deck and just generally scamper around with….. so I ended up getting her brother, Maxie. Maxie and Molly had very different personalities; Maxie was warm and fuzzy and Molly was much more independent. She would let you know when she wanted you to pet her. When I first started dating my now husband Jim, Molly was suspicious of him; Maxie immediately warmed up to him. It didn’t take long for Molly to be so attached to Jim that she slept curled up next to him at night and would always sit between us on the couch when we spent time together at night. Molly lived a long life and lived to be over 17 years old but Jim and I are still very sad to say goodbye to our friend. We love you Molly and you will always hold a special place in our hearts.
All I could find was one of your baby pictures. Such a short life but you brought me so much joy. You talked to me day and night. You were the “food police” when it came to keeping the bowl full of food and you toilet papered my house constantly. I will miss you terribly. ~~Dolores Davis
Pepper started out as a replacement Persian. I missed my beloved White Persian, Kissy, who had passed away months before from kidney disease. I found Pepper at a Persian Rescue. She was found wandering Amish Country, her fur so matted and unkempt after I had her shaved it took months for her Orange Red coat to grow into its full glory. Pepper shared a few “Persian” qualities with Kissy; both loved to sleep above my head every night, begged for people food, and never met a stranger. From the start, she was a talker, always meowing. Her favorite move was to tap you with her paw to get attention – or your people food. It’s still hard to believe we can sit down to a meal now without that telltale tap and pleading meow. I’ll always miss Pepper, but I’m grateful for the brief time we shared together.
I adopted Pickle November 5, 2011 from a rescue group in Maryland. He was about 11 weeks old. Around Thanksgiving he was diagnosed with FIP and it was devastating for me. I didn’t think he was going to live for very long but he was with us for 6 months. He had truly become a member of our family. He was sick almost the entire time he was with us but we made the best of it. He was especially fond of my dad. Everywhere my dad would go Pickle was right behind him. We loved feeding him his favorite treats, freeze dried salmon. He lost his appetite for his regular wet food but he never stopped eating those. Around the beginning of May he seemed to have put on a little weight and was eating a lot more. That was when I noticed his belly becoming a bit swollen. On Friday, May 11 he began having seizures and they continued to become more frequent through the night. The next morning my sister and I sat with him in our computer room where we had placed him for the night. At 7am he had one last seizure and then he was gone. We miss our little Pickle so much. I miss him greeting us at the door when we come home. I miss playing with him at night before I go to bed. I miss him following me everywhere I go. But I’m glad he’s in a better place now and isn’t suffering anymore. Rest in peace Pickle. We love you and miss you. Pickle July 2011 – May 12, 2012