Georgia Gabor
Instantly she was attached and followed me everywhere. She slept at my side and sat with me for every meal. With training, she became my service cat who could alert for migraines and a couple of other medical situations.
I had to move across country and she was with me every day as I worked from home. At age 19, she suddenly lost weight and was so tired. She had to leave me. Even in her final moments she was trying to tell me to take my migraine medication. Georgia was my blessing. The house is so still now without her nearby footsteps. One day we will be together again and I will never leave your side.
Recent Angels
Brutus
BrutusBrutus ak.a "Bru-bru" March 17, 2015 – March 23, 2026 Brutus came to us at six years old. Admittedly, if he had been ours from the beginning, he likely would have been named Shadow—our constant guardian and comfort. He was eager to please and never wanted to be...
Bentley Bacon
Bentley BaconBentley Bacon Brisket Pastrami Salami (and very recently, Drumstick) Named after the foods he stole in his youth, he loved chasing wildlife he never caught, herding his humans into the kitchen when delicious foods were cooking, and howling with his human...
Harper Lee
Harper LeeHarper was put to rest on Monday evening around 8pm. I adopted Harper my sophomore year of college the week I moved into my first apartment. I named her Harper Lee because To Kill a Mockingbird was my favorite book. Her nickname was Beans because her toes...