Tee-Jay was a perfect kitten. His mother left him and 2 other siblings for me to raise. The other 2 siblings didn't make it. But TJ was strong and wanted to stay in this world. He was bottle fed and his last feeding was 11:00 PM every night. He slept through the whole night. This is why I say he was the perfect kitten. 



He was a beautiful orange tabby. He loved to lay on my chest and take naps with us. His special time of the day was dinner time. He would sit on the counter and watch to see what I was making for dinner. He loved to hear me call, dinner. He knew he had his own special plate and he would eat whatever we ate. On special nights we had ice cream, and he would wait till we were finished so he could lick the bowl. He loved ground beef and spagetti.



TJ loved Halloween and Christmas. He was my Halloween cat and he loved to watch us open Christmas gifts. He knew he would be getting his gift shortly. He loved life everyday.



TJ got diabetes a few years ago. I had always said that I wouldn't put my pet through needles. But I was selfish and couldn't let TJ go. So we had it where TJ would only have to get 1 shot a day. He was ok with that. Then, ELi Lilley Co. decided that they weren't going to make the insulin that TJ was using. So we had to try another insulin. That was this past July. TJ started going down hill slowly. We took him back to the vet and she had given us wrong information. She had said that there wasn't another insulin for cats. She was wrong. So I was rushed into a decision and now regret. The strange thing is, TJ just laid on the vets table. I think he was trying to tell me that he had enough and was ready to go to Rainbow Bridge. I petted him and explained to him that Mommy loved him and she didn't want to see him in any more pain. As sick as he was, he laid there and just purred. When the vet put the needle in, he never tried to get up. I continued to pet him and talk to him and he still was purring when the medication was administered. I told him to go and find his sisters, and his brother and to wait for Mommy and to be a good boy. It took only seconds for my TJ to go. He never put up a fight.



So now I go and visit his grave which we made beautiful. He has his own granite maker, his own wind chime, and a solar light that lights up for him at night. His pictures are all over the house and I talk to him all the time. My heart still hurts and I would do anything to have him back in my arms. I only hope that God will allow me in Heaven to see my beautiful TJ when my time is up on this earth.



Please know TJ, that Mommy misses you and loves you so very,very much. 



My Love to you my beautiful boy,



Mommy