BamBam September 6, 1982 - May 6, 2002

My darling BamBam, as well prepared as I thought I was, I still can hardly believe that you are gone from me. When you were first diagnosed with CRF, I thought I was going to lose you in a matter of months. That was a year and a half ago. I didn't realize then how stubborn, brave and determined you were. I watched and waited for you to tell me you wanted to go, and when you finally did, my world came apart. I guess you knew it would. You always knew everything.

You were part of my life and my home for so long. I lost my comforter and my whole connection to the past when I lost you, because so much of my past had you there. You were my connection. You were always there. I still can't believe your corner is empty, your chair is empty, and I don't see you when I look. Yet, in some ways, I do see you because your presence and spirit are so strong.

I'll always remember how you struggled to your feet on your little bent arthritic legs whenever I petted you in that last year. I didn't want you to, but you insisted, until your last two days. Then you finally rested and let me sit there, stroking you and telling you many things, especially how much I loved you. I'm glad we had that two days, but I wish it hadn't been so hard on you. I'm glad we had 19 years and 8 months together.

Thank you, sweetheart, for the unconditional love and loyalty you gave me all your life. Thank you for the many times you were my comforter and my best friend. What a precious gift you were. I will always love you. I will never forget you.
I promise.

This beautiful memorial gift was made by our friend Kat.
Thank you so much, Kat and kitty family.




This beautiful memorial gift was made by our friends
Levi, Maggie and Flo.
Thank you so much, dear friends.




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Letter to BamBam

September 23, 2002

This morning, early, I opened the door
To Fall, with its welcome cooler air.
Your sunbeam was waiting. It came right in
And hesitated, and spread out there
To cover the same old carpet spot.
"Where is BamBam?" It seemed to say,
"The soft old cat who came to meet me,
To lie in my bright warmth every day?
The door was closed when my heat was great
All summer, and I have missed her.
I've waited and saved my nicest rays,
The ones that came in and kissed her.
Where is BamBam? I've spread out wide
And couldn't find her." and how I cried.
I knelt in your sunbeam, remembering,
And spoke to the sunshine, "BamBam died."

You are so loved and so missed, my girl,
By me in the numbness of summer days,
By your child Mewsette in her quiet grief,
By all who had known your gentle ways.
See how the sunbeam comes and mourns,
Dimming the brightness of its rays.

This evening the sun had gone away,
Crossing the heavens of red-orange hue,
Made dimmer by what it found today,
It carries my letter of love to you.



Please visit:

Tribute by her Mom

Memorial by Mewsette

Her Memorial Service from CLAW

Her Life Quilt

Kitty Angels Quilt

The Catique Memorial Page