Goodbye Kitty Be(e)

This morning we found our kitty, Ichabod, had passed away during the night.

We don't know what happened. He was his usual self yesterday, tearing around the house, whining for his food, and tormenting Daisy. He was only 11. I was sure that he would outlive the dogs, but it wasn't to be.

We called him our Kitty Be(e) because when we brought Daisy home we were always telling her to "leave the kitty be!". The name stuck. We are so sad to lose our first pet. We brought him home just a month after we were married. He was free in the paper in Los Angeles. We always felt a little bad because the boy we took him from really wanted to keep him and cried, but his step-mom said no. He was born at the same time as a litter of golden retriever puppies and they said that he would run around and play with them. He certainly more than tolerated our dogs, being more like one of the pack.

We will miss his chewing on our hair, getting on the counters too much, waking us up for breakfast, chewing off the strings for the blinds, and many other things. See you in kitty heaven.