Kirah was the gentlest, kindest most loving cat that ever existed.

They say cats pick their people and she just appeared on my front porch one day and kept coming back every day.That is why I do not know her exact age/date of birth but I have pictures of us and on the back is sept 1989 and I thought she'd came in Feb of 1989 to the house.Anyway...

Kirah was SO loving it was amazing to me for a cat-- She would cup her head in my hand and meow to be petted and lie on her back and and want me to pet her belly-which cat's aren't suppose to like as it represents "submission"--she was so sweet

The neighbor lady saw her over there one day and said "oh I think she's one of mine (had MANY)but you can keep her if you want to" and so I guess I began to take care of her and did!!!

I saw her through not being able to birth her kittens(vet said they were too big and she was too small?)so we then made sure to get her fixed! Hemobart (she had fevers of 106 and would only lick ice and lie like a wet rag on the bed and was a really sick little girl)and just being an old girl for the last few years here and she saw me through a lot of tough times too.

She used to bring me "gifts" when she was young- one was a live mouse she had sneaked out one day at dusk and I was getting so attached to her I was afraid she's get hurt and I was frantic but I left a crack in the door that led to the garage and to the shed and the outside so she could come back in the way I figured she went out and she came back an hour or two later bringing me this wiggling mouse!

I screamed and she dropped it--I was such a new cat owner I didn't know that cats do that to "please" you as a "gift" it is so funny to me now. 

She liked to be cuddled. She liked to be petted,and made a fuss over and kissed on the head. 

She liked laying on the couch with her owners.

She never bit, she never clawed,never sharpened her claws on the furniture or got on the table where she didn't belong. She always used her potty box and was very very clean.

I almost lost her once back in the 90's(the hemobart thing) but I was taking her to the vet almost daily and I prayed and asked God to let me have her a while longer and he did 

I thank God for this cat she was so unlike a cat she wanted affection and love and didn't mind sitting with you or being picked up and loved on --in fact she enjoyed it.

I hope that she forgives me if her last moments weren't good. I would never have wanted her to suffer for a minute. I loved her soooo much.

I just loved her a lot.I miss her TERRIBLY and always will and I hope that someday I will get to see her again--

I wish you could have lived forever,baby, I will miss you everyday

Love you kyrie