Memorials

Whitney. My deaf powerhouse. My feisty warrior kitten. My little sister. I found you in a barn when I was six and begged my Dad to take you home. You spent your life on a farm living your wildest cat dreams. We grew up together and you even managed to become an adult in human years! But most importantly you have been my emotional support pet after the loss of my Dad. He knew how much you meant to our family and now he'll be watching out for you beyond this life. And for that, I am truly grateful. -Your middle big sister Ari