Bye Kitty

Today Dewy and Day-Day's' cat, Bibi Kitty, had to be put down. She was seventeen years old. Jack loved to play with her, especially outside in our condo association's shared back yard area. Like most cats, it took some time for her to warm up to us. She was especially patient with Jack. As they got to know each other, she eventually would let him pet her in his ham-handed way. If he got too bothersome she would gracefully move just out of reach. It seemed to me she knew that Jack was a human kitten, so to speak. She never once bit or scratched him.

After I returned from my year in Iraq, she seemed to warm up to me too. She actually let me pet her when we were outside and, more recently, when we visited Dewey and Day-Day in their unit next door. Jack would see her and say, "Kitty is here!" and pet her while saying, "Nice." It was very cute to watch.


In the last week, Kitty's health took a dramatic turn for the worse. Dewey and Day-Day said they though they might have to put her down. When I came home with Jack this afternoon, Dewey told us that they had gone to the vet and had her put to sleep. They came back and buried her in their unit's back yard. We will miss you, Kitty.

These pictures date from June, 2007.