On October 9, 2018, I lost the sweetest cat I ever had. This is her story as I know it. In the winter of 2005, my son had some neighbors who were evicted from their house. He later found their cat scavenging from the trash cans. They had left her behind. He remembered that they had called her “Heifer” because she was white with black spots like a cow. He kept her, and she was my Christmas present that year. She was too beautiful to be called Heifer, so I named her Luna. We used to call her “the cat whisperer” because she made every cat she lived with a better cat. I later adopted a feral cat, and she literally enabled that cat to be around people. One of her other talents was the ability to relax, or should I say chillax, especially in the sun. Sadly, like many cats, she had renal problems. I am a nurse, and twice, after kidney infections I was able to take IV bags home and hydrate her. This last time, her kidney problems caught up with her, but we were able to make her comfortable at home. She passed away with my son holding her. I believe she was about 16. I can’t imagine what Luna’s life was like before she came into our lives, but I know that she had a happy life with us. I miss her every day, but am comforted by the fact that she left this world with a cuddle.
A donation was made in Luna's memory and the memorial was created on October 28, 2018.