“Emily is a lynx-point Birman who we adopted in 2013.  She is insanely fluffy and cute and specializes in titling her head slightly to one side and blinking, cartoon-like.  I believe her to be the reincarnation of my cat Lucy, who crossed over in 2012.” 

“Dandelion, the newest member of the family, just arrived in November.” 

“We adopted Wilson in 2006. A seal-point Birman, he is one of the smartest cats I’ve ever known. I realized this one evening while he sat in my lap at the piano and he began pawing individual notes on the keyboard to make a little tune.  An extremely effective communicator, he will give you a gentle but firm bite if you’re not paying proper attention to him. I call these ‘mouth hugs’.” 

“Several dozen kittens were running all around, appearing from every nook and crevice, when I spotted Mrs. Claws perched on a carpeted cat tree, sitting as placidly as Yoda in meditation. She was an old soul, the sweetest, most gentle creature I’ve ever known, although not the sharpest knife in the drawer.  Often, when trying to get away from Wilson, she would close the bathroom door with him inside, only to realize that she had trapped herself in with him. Mrs. Claws was a more or less constant fixture on my bed, especially in her later years.  At age 17, she died of lower GI disease.  Seven hours after she crossed over, her spirit set off a motion-activated web cam in the bedroom in which she died, capturing her ghostly image on four separate occassions over the course of 90 minutes.” 

“We adopted Lucy after moving to Seattle. An ‘only child’ for many years, she was a worrier who did not like the see the bottom of her food dish.  She loved to burrow into piles of fresh laundry and would begin to purr simply by sitting next to her.  She crossed over in 2012, just short of 17 years old, of pancreatic cancer.” 

“Buffy adopted us when I was in second grade. We fed her a little leftover Thanksgiving turkey and she decided to stay. Tough and streetwise, she would take on any dog that harassed her. She crossed over after I graduated from college, three weeks after I moved out of my parents’ house. I had stopped by to see her because Mom said Buffy wasn’t doing well and I ended up spending the night with Buffy snuggled in my arms. Buffy and I went back to sleep after Mom woke us when she left for work and when I opened my eyes a half-hour later, I found that she had died.” 

“One of Buffy’s kittens, he was named after an Italian coffee drink that my little brother and I pronounced ‘Expresso’.  Born at the end of my second grade year, he was a sweet and gentle soul.  He crossed over when I was in high school of feline leukemia.

“Sam Malone was intended for my cousin, whose former cat had passed away, but his dapper mustache and charming disposition won us over. He loved to be picked up and would put his forepaws on your leg to ask to be held.  He died rather suddenly at age 14 from an unknown illness.”