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This is a special place to remember and honor our departed but still beloved kitty companions. We owe so much to the animals who loved us without question. And while words can't begin to express the thanks we feel for their love, there is comfort in trying. We are honored to afford the opportunity to express our thanks and never-ending love on these pages. If you would like to remember a special loved one here,email us with your request. For visitors who don't have loved ones posted here, we know you'll find at least one kitty who will strike a note of recognition in your heart for a kitty you remember, too. |
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Nelly Sue Phelps, May 25, 1993 to June 21, 2014
Nelly came into our lives from the Feline Foundation of Greater Washington, FFGW. We had recently lost our beloved Molly, a thin black beauty at age of 15. So for some time I was looking for a little black girl, and then I saw her in a newspaper ad, so I answered it. I went to be introduced to the little black beauty in May of 1993, she was a dream. So I went back on Memorial Day to pick her up from Alexandria. Nelly and I drove home to Stafford from Alexandria, passing the motorcycle brigade of Rolling Thunder on I-95. She was absolute charmer, with her loud Siamese Meow when she wanted something or smelled chicken, pork chops, salmon or steak. She lived a long and we would hope a wonderful life for 21 years. But she too was ill with hyperthyroidism for two years prior to her death, quietly a month after Edward she went in her sleep. She was a such beauty in her day, but now she's in my heart.
--Jean Phelps
Neon and Archie, both lost to us in December of 2009. We lost Neon on December 12th (he was approximately 15 years old) due to cancer and Archie most unexpectedly of liver and pancreatic failure on December 23rd (he was 7 years old) They could not have been more different. Neon (the short-haired cat) was a former feral who spent his whole life on the second floor of our house, mostly in our bedroom and a small spare bedroom. He only came downstairs in the last few months of his life; people joked that he was imaginary since so few people ever saw him. He was a quiet, gentle and loving little cat. Even toward the very end, he was sweet and mild-mannered. Eveyone at the vet's was sad to see him come in for the last time.