R.I.P. Kennith

September 10th, 2009

My cat of 14 years passed away Monday. He was old for a cat, and had a lot of issues these past four years, and seemed really sick as of lately. So, I realize that it is a natural thing and probably for the best, but still sad.

He was so cute when I got him. This tiny ball of fur. He was always very round and had big paws. By the time he was an adult he was over 20 pounds. A very big guy.

And very cuddly. I remember in college between classes, I used to come home and snuggle with him in my bed. He always loved to be petted and cuddled.

He had really long hair that was really pretty, but it matted up all the time, so he usually had his hair shaved once or twice a year in a really cute lion cut. He felt like a velvet teddy bear when he was finished. I loved petting him then. But Maude, our other cat, never seemed to recognize him right after. She would hiss at him and hide from him for days.

Anyway, it was Kennith’s time. I felt like his life wasn’t as great as it once was. We’ve had to relegate him to living outdoors and in the garage these past few years, because we just couldn’t stop him from going in the house.

But I’ll miss Kenny. He was here a long time and I’ve learned a lot about responsibility and having pets from him. So, here’s to you Kenny. I’m glad we got to share our home with you for so long. R.I. P.

3 Responses to “R.I.P. Kennith”

  1. Dawn on September 10, 2009 4:01 am

    I am so sad for you. Kenny was certainly a special cat. Remember how Richard started calling him basketball? Those are adorable photos. Our thoughts are with you.

  2. Sara Cupp on September 10, 2009 12:31 pm

    Maybe Kenny and Lucy are together. I just hope Lucy’s not blowing out snot all over him.

    On another note,
    The memories of my family outings are still a source of strength to me. I remember we’d all pile into the car – I forget what kind it was – and drive and drive. I’m not sure where we’d go, but I think there were some trees there. The smell of something was strong in the air as we played whatever sport we played. I remember a bigger, older guy we called “Dad.” We’d eat some stuff, or not, and then I think we went home. I guess some things never leave you.

    I remember that one fateful day when Coach took me aside. I knew what was coming. “You don’t have to tell me,” I said. “I’m off the team, aren’t I?” “Well,” said Coach, “you never were really ON the team. You made that uniform you’re wearing out of rags and towels, and your helmet is a toy space helmet. You show up at practice and then either steal the ball and make us chase you to get it back, or you try to tackle people at inappropriate times.” It was all true what he was saying. And yet, I thought something is brewing inside the head of this Coach. He sees something in me, some kind of raw talent that he can mold. But that’s when I felt the handcuffs go on.

    If I ever opened a trampoline store, I don’t think I’d call it Trampo-Land, because you might think it was a store for tramps, which is not the impression we are trying to convey with our store. On the other hand, we would not prohibit tramps from browsing, or testing the trampolines, unless a tramp’s gyrations seemed to be getting out of control.

  3. Eugene on September 11, 2009 12:33 am

    This is Kenneth’s father, Eugene. I think I can speak on behalf of his mother (Princess Haley) & I – and say that he was a wonderful gorgeous son whom we loved very much. We love you and will miss you Kenny!

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