In loving memory of our Frosty who we love so much. Frosty will be greatly missed and be in our hearts forever.

Frosty was diagnosed as having FIP on April 9th, 2008. We had just lost our cat "Ms Puss" to this fatal disease in January of this year, so when we heard the word "FIP" for the 2nd time, we were devestated because we knew that this was a death sentence for our little bugger. There is no known cure for this fatal disease....only treatment that could prolong his life for a short while, but no matter what we did, on April 18th, Frosty started bleeding from his eyes and his nose and lost all control of his bowels and bladder. It was then when we made the heart breaking decision to have him put to sleep.

Numerous times on the way to the Vet, I wanted to turn and go back home....I felt guilty for what I was about to do, Frosty was under my seat in the Truck, meowing as if he wanted to tell me not to do what I was going to do. I had to literally fight with my inner self to keep on going because I knew it was best for Frosty who was suffering unbelievably at this point.

Frosty-bugger, we know that you are happy and healthy again, we will always love you and always have you in our hearts. It feels empty here without you and your buddy Snowie is missing you terribly, he goes to your grave every day and stays around there for a little while.  You were the "King" of this house and always will be. You were our favorite kitty, companion, best friend and so much more. You were always there whenever one of us needed some consoling of some sort. Your ever so loud purr made everything seem so much better. Your affection for us taught us so much about compassion and understanding, you gave us your unconditional love and it will remain in our hearts forever. You were like an angel sent from God.......we will never never never forget you little guy.

Frosty and his buddy Snowie eating

Frosty and Snowie were best buddies. They always stuck together, always slept together, ate together and played together, they were inseperable. Since Frostie's passing, Snowie has not been himself. He cries for Frosty all the time and goes visits his grave every day. He seems restless and lost without him

Frosty and Snowy wresteling

Looking at this picture, it is awfully hard to imagine that exactly a month after this picture was taken, Frosty went to the Rainbow Bridge. He showed absolutely no signs of being so sick. He never showed any signs of being sick until about a week and a half before he passed. What gave his being sick away is just one day of him not acting like he normally did. He slept all day, moped around and then that night he became awfully clingy and hung around me non-stop. It immediately alarmed me because "Ms Puss" did the exact same thing before she was diagnosed with FIP. I took him to the Vet the very next day because he had also gotten a runny nose the night before. And well, you know the rest.

*This little sidenote is in memoriam of Frostie's best buddy Snowie who joined him at the Rainbow Bridge sometime in April of 2010 when he vanished from our back-yard and never showed up again. We don't know what has happened, somehow we are hoping that he is still around somewhere, but it is not very likely. Wherever you are dear friends, we hope that you are happy and healthy.....Rest in peace little boy!!!!!

Frosty paying his last respects to Squeaky

Frosty was always there for everyone, especially his own buddies. Here he is paying his last respects to his buddy Squeaky, who died on March 28th, 2008,  just 3 weeks before Frosty did. We think that the stress of Frosty loosing yet anotherone of his friends, set of this corona virus that he was carrying and mutated into the actual FIP disease, which can happen if a cat is a carrier of this virus and its immune system is compromised.

Frosty walking to the house with me, after we buried his buddy Squeaky

Here is Frosty, very depressed, following me back to the house after we just buried his friend.

Frosty and his toybox

One of Frosty's favorite past times was to play in my bathroom drawer, his "toy box", where I keep all my pony tails and scrunchies. He would stand on his hind legs, put his paws on top of the drawer and "ride" it open. His precious claw marks are all over it. He would then reach into his "toy box" with his paws and pick up all of my scrunchies with one claw and throw them up in the air, then catching them and running around with them in his mouth all over the house. But first he always came to either Paul or me to show off his "prey", proudly meowing. He would leave his "preys" all over the house and when I would pick them up to put them back, he'd start this routine all over again.....LOL

Frosty Kisses

Frosty loved to give us kisses. Here he was just waiting for me to come closer so he could kiss me, OH GOD, how I miss his kisses........I will never forget them......

Frosty and his Daddy

Frosty was Paul's prized posession, his baby, his King, his best friend and the apple of Paul's eye. Paul was always worried about Frosty and when he went outide, Paul always made sure that he didn't go far and that he was always close. When Paul went to bed at night, he made sure to get Frosty in from the outside, pick him up and take him to bed with him. Sometimes Frosty didn't weant to stay in, he wanted to go outside and it worried Paul half sick, he was always so worried that some Coyote would get a hold of his baby.

Here is Frosty, one day before we had him put to rest. We couldn't bear to see him suffer any longer from a disease for which there is no cure for. We didn't want to try and keep him alive for our own selfish reasons, Frosty deserved alot better then this.

Here is our baby after we helped him cross to the bridge. We put him in a beautiful box that Paul went out and bought and then set him in front of the fire place, his favorite spot amongst others, so all the other cats could say good-bye to our little bugger.

Our buggers grave at night

Our little buggers grave looks so surreal in this picture. So peaceful.........may you rest in peace little guy, we won't ever forget you........

 LEND ME A KITTY

I will lend to you for a while, a kitty, God said.
For you to love her while she lives and mourn for her when she's dead.

Maybe for twelve or fourteen years, or maybe two or three,
but will you, 'till I call her back, take care of her for me.

She'll bring her charms to gladden you and (should her stay be brief),
you'll always have her memories as solace for your grief.

I cannot promise she will stay, since all from earth return,
but there are lessons taught below I want this kitty to learn.

I've looked the whole world over in search of teachers true,
and from the folk that crowd life's land, I have chosen you.

Now will you give her all your love, nor think the labor vain,
nor hate me when I come to take my kitty back again.

I fancied that I heard them say "Dear Lord Thy Will be Done",
for all the joys Ms. Kitty will bring, the risk of grief we'll run.

We'll shelter her with tenderness, we'll lover her while we may,
and for the happiness we've known forever grateful stay.

But should you call her back much sooner than we've planned,
We'll brave the bitter grief that comes, and try to understand

If, by our love, we've managed, your wishes to achieve,
In memory of her we loved, to help us while we grieve,

When our faithful bundle departs this world of strife,
We'll have yet another kitty and love her all her life

~Author Unknown~