Henrietta and her sweet brother Daniel came to us during a nature walk at a park in Monroeville PA in June of 1991.  We found them at the edge of the woods.  They were tiny and scared, so we took them home.



We had experienced a family crisis and Henri came along when I really needed her.  This sweet little cat brought me so much joy with her unique personality.  Henri was adventureous, curious, sweet, sassy, even bratty and a real spitfire, all rolled up into one cat.  Henrietta was a very feminine looking cat - girly looking face, petite little paws and extra soft fur.  She was also a true huntress.  Henri constantly caught lizards and dragged every one that she caught into the house to give to me.  There were many a tailess lizard around our screened in patio.  She made life very interesting and always made me laugh - she was a natural born comedien.  She used to get such comical expressions on her face, almost cartoonish.  And yet, she instictively knew when I needed special comforting and if I cried she always came to me as if she knew I needed her.



Its been nearly 2 years since her passing and I miss her everyday.  



Daniel lives on and I do believe he still grieves for his lost sister.  She was the brave one, the leader, Danny's mentor / role model and he seems lost without her.  He spends much more time under the bed now or hiding in my closet since she departed.  Sometimes he will sit in the middle of a room and meow loudly as if he is crying.  Its very sad.



As Henri's health began to decline, she grew extra close to me and would usually sleep on my pillow right above my head.  She started to rapidly decline as hurricane Katrina came through and peacefully passed through South Florida.  I have heard that the pressure associated with a hurricane can sometimes be difficult for cats to endure.  Maybe it agitated her already weakened condition.  I sat up with Henri and held her in my lap all night long until she finally passed away.  Even as she began slipping away. when I said her name softly, she tried to roll in response to it, just like she always did when I said her name.  I miss her so much.  She was a precious gift from God, my angel, who must have been needed by someone else, so God sent them my angel.



We all miss this little sweetie.