Thursday, October 13, 2011

Goodbye, beloved Cyprus

We had to say goodbye to our cat Cyprus today. She was 12 years old and lived a happy life up until the end. We named her Cyprus because she was from that country. She was flown to Washington along with a dozen other kittens by a State Department worker stationed in Nicosia (the capital) who spent hundreds of dollars to transport these strays to a better life in America. We adopted her from the Feline Foundation when she was about 10 weeks old.

Cyprus was a Christmas present for our daughter when she was in the first grade. Rosalie picked her out from a dozen kittens at a foster home.

She was our first cat, and came to define "cat-ness" for us. Although we still have Seymour, our gray tabby, our empty nest just got a little emptier.

I wish I had better photos of her. In the one above, she looks like she's auditioning for sci-fi film, and in the one below, she's pissed off about something.
 No photo could capture her sweet purr. She could purr so loud you could hear her in the next room. I think I will miss that most of all.

4 comments:

  1. So sad. I'm really sorry and bet your daughter's having a hard time with it and being so far from home. My condolences!

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  2. My sympathy to you and your family.
    Having lost so many wonderful pets myself in the past, I know how you must be feeling. They leave quite a hole in your heart....cherish the memories of your wonderful times together.

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  3. I am so sorry for your loss. Pets bring such joy to our lives.

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  4. Oh, your Cyprus is really beautiful! I am so sorry for your loss. What a wonderful story of how you got her.

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