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Kisa is gone
5 years ago
Kisa was a good old lady, she lived a long life and she had such a personality about her. She was 16 years old, and my boyfriend I had at the time gave her to me for my birthday when I was in middle school.
She didn't like me much at first but she grew to like me. She was very smart, she knew how to open doors, she knew how to unplug the TV when she didn't want it on, and she was all-around a sweet little girl. She didn't like to scratch or bite unless you were making her really mad.
She loved temptations cat treats, and would always demand them whenever we got home. She would start off with soft meows and then she would meow louder and louder until she got what she wanted.
She loved Midnight Bushie and Oreo when living in the apartments, and she loved Bruce and loved spooky and yuki, even though Yuki would fight with her a lot. She went from being called mama cat to grandma cat whenever she started getting older.
She had to go to the vet for a urinary tract infection. She let us know that something was very wrong with her, she would sit right in front of us on the table and just stare and when she didn't want treats or food we knew something was wrong.
She also had respiratory issues and when we took her to the vet and the vet tech asked if she had been coughing, even though she hadn't been coughing that day she started up right then and there.
There are so many stories I could talk about. She is and always has been a funny little cat. She loved to walk on a leash. When Midnight, Bushie and Bruce died we would take her out to see the graves in the yard, and soon she learned the path on her own and that's where she always took us.
It's hard t think about how I won't hear this sweet little meow, even though it got annoying at times, whenever I get home wanting cat treats or attention anymore. She liked watching golden girls and king of the hill at night.
Even though I'm almost 30 and I have no siblings it really hurts. It feels like a good chunk of my teenhood/adulthood is dying with her. If they could live longer and be healthy all their lives that would be the best thing.
I know some people don't get overly attached to their pets but it has always been really easy for me. She was and always will be part of the family, and even though I knew the day was coming I still wish I could stop it.
I don't know what I think about heaven and the afterlife and all of that, but I do have to admit that being able to see family again, both human and pets, is really nice to think about. It's nice to think that Midnight is waiting for Kisa to come home.
She didn't like me much at first but she grew to like me. She was very smart, she knew how to open doors, she knew how to unplug the TV when she didn't want it on, and she was all-around a sweet little girl. She didn't like to scratch or bite unless you were making her really mad.
She loved temptations cat treats, and would always demand them whenever we got home. She would start off with soft meows and then she would meow louder and louder until she got what she wanted.
She loved Midnight Bushie and Oreo when living in the apartments, and she loved Bruce and loved spooky and yuki, even though Yuki would fight with her a lot. She went from being called mama cat to grandma cat whenever she started getting older.
She had to go to the vet for a urinary tract infection. She let us know that something was very wrong with her, she would sit right in front of us on the table and just stare and when she didn't want treats or food we knew something was wrong.
She also had respiratory issues and when we took her to the vet and the vet tech asked if she had been coughing, even though she hadn't been coughing that day she started up right then and there.
There are so many stories I could talk about. She is and always has been a funny little cat. She loved to walk on a leash. When Midnight, Bushie and Bruce died we would take her out to see the graves in the yard, and soon she learned the path on her own and that's where she always took us.
It's hard t think about how I won't hear this sweet little meow, even though it got annoying at times, whenever I get home wanting cat treats or attention anymore. She liked watching golden girls and king of the hill at night.
Even though I'm almost 30 and I have no siblings it really hurts. It feels like a good chunk of my teenhood/adulthood is dying with her. If they could live longer and be healthy all their lives that would be the best thing.
I know some people don't get overly attached to their pets but it has always been really easy for me. She was and always will be part of the family, and even though I knew the day was coming I still wish I could stop it.
I don't know what I think about heaven and the afterlife and all of that, but I do have to admit that being able to see family again, both human and pets, is really nice to think about. It's nice to think that Midnight is waiting for Kisa to come home.
