Isle's Rainbow Bridge
This page is dedicated to all the wonderful pets that are not with
us anymore due to circumstances beyond our control.
Our Beloved Blondie

About 4 years ago after the death of my son-in-law's grandfather, we
found a kitten in the drainpipe of his house. The little kitten was a
beautiful blonde colored domestic that was sweet and loving, even
though it had never had human contact. When we rescued the kitten,
we though it was a little girl, so we named the kitten "Blondie". Blondie
became a loving companion and my granddaughter wanted her as a
pet. So I did what grandmother's do and I let her have her. She loved
Blondie and kept her in her room for a while and then allowed her to go
outside. Sometime afterward we had the kitten neutered and found out
the kitten was a boy. The vet understood why we had a hard time
determining the sex because he was so underdeveloped. The beautiful
blonde kitten grew into the most unusual looking cat. He was huge. He
had beautiful blue eyes, markings on his head of a tabby still light
colored, but the rest of his body was a dark brown and marked like a
Savannah. I have never seen a cat with so many different markings. He
loved to be petted. He would come inside and follow my daughter
wherever she went, sleep with her, and talked to her constantly.
This past week Blondie either got hold of a mouse that had been
poisoned or was bit by a snake. He came up on the porch gasping for
breathe and in constant pain. We knew there was nothing that could be
done. As he passed on, we were all torn up. How can one prevent such
a death?
Allowing a pet to stay outdoors today is dangerous. One is torn in
allowing them to roam in an outside environment and I feel about it just
like I do caring for children. It is not safe for children to go outside
without someone watching over them as they play. The same applies to
our pets. It is far too dangerous to allow them to roam outdoors
unsupervised.
We will miss Blondie.
My Precious Zeus
Sometimes things happen we don't understand. Zeus's passing was one of those things
that just happened. Zeus did not like to be brushed, so I kept him groomed so he would be
comfortable. He was the Father of the cattery as he was my first male. He was so special!
He greeted friends at the door when they visited. I took him for a routine grooming and
because he did not like having it done, he was sedated. I brought him home still asleep, I
thought. When I tried to wake him up, I realized he was gone.

I wish I had tried to groom him myself, but I am not a professional groomer, but I plan to
learn from now on. I miss Zeus! If I had known he wouldn't wake up, I would not have
allowed him to be sedated.

This lovely sketch is done by LilSal from my Flickr page!! I will always remember my Zeus!
He was a prince!