Lynk: August 2011 - 25 March 2012

In the Summer of 2011, my best friend (and lovable pet), Sebastian (we just called him Kitty), got hit early one morning. I was completely stunned, as my girlfriend and I got him and his sister (my girlfriend's cat) out of an old barn in the country while they were still very young.

After a few days of grieving, one of my friends tells me his cat is about to have kittens, and we'll be able to get one when they are old enough. When the time came, and the babies were born, we (girlfriend and I) went over to see the kitties, and pick the one we want. Immediately I was drawn to the runt of the litter - a small grey-black striped kitten, so small she literally looked like a rat. Although I kept choosing different ones, like a child in the toy store, I kept going back to the runt. Finally, I lay them all out and lay down in front of them. Only one came to my face, a pudgy yellow tabby with the smallest bead-eyes I've ever seen. The choice had come down to the tiger-striped runt and the small-eyed blondie. After about a week we learned that the mother cat had abandoned the litter (and living on a farm where we raise many different animals from babies), we decided to take the kitten early and raise her. Our friends knew they couldn't handle the responsibility, so they offered us as many kittens as we would take, but in the end we settled with two - Lynk and Raja.

After a night at my girlfriend's, we immediately took the babies home and introduced them to their new world. Raja was the slow baby that everyone adored. Lynk, on the other hand, was the most social and energetic of the two - nobody really cared for her, but we all loved her. After about a month of living at home, Raja had an accident that injured his jaw to the point that there was nothing we could do to save him. Many, many tears were shed for the poor baby. Almost a week later, news of another friend with too many cats is giving them away, so my girlfriend and I head over and take a gander at all the felines prowling her country-side property. There were so many choices, but we decided on the one that caught our eye the most. A tortoise-shell, almost-calico, short-hair in the garden swatting all the bugs - Kappa. She came home with us, and the two kittens got along famously, it was like they were sisters all along.

Lynk was a special cat. She never really learned to meow, but a few times she went in heat, she made it clear that she could try! She was attached to my bedroom; not even eating a treat unless she was on my bed, and she always wanted my girlfriend and me to be in bed. You see, this was her favourite because then she had very easy access to walk across us and lick our faces (she had the biggest "thing" for my girlfriend's peppermint chap stick) and rub her head on ours. Or, if she was gassy, she would trap us with her noxious fumes. Wherever you go, she went - plain and simple. Whenever I went home, I would go to my bedroom, and if Lynk wasn't already laying on my bed asleep, she would come sprinting in and jump up on my bed and start rubbing herself all over me. It was too cute, and I loved every single thing about her.

One morning I woke up to her on my chest licking my face (like every other morning she is with me), so I got up for the day. She seemed normal, running around, checking everyone out, purring very loudly. So I went downstairs and let her be. A couple hours later, I walk up stairs to find her lying motionless. Not a single movement anywhere, eyes half open. I knew what was going on, but definitely not why it was going on. Fearing the worst I picked her up, but the limpness told me everything.

That actually happened today, no more then 4 hours ago. I'm still very sad, sobbing at every memory, picture, video, etc..

I came home to see my other cat, Kappa, and she is cheering me up, but I know things will never be the same.

Although this is very true, it doesn't mean things can't be good. Lynk is finally reunited with her brother, Raja, and may even in-fact meet Sebastian.

I'll miss her very much, with much pain in my heart, but knowing that everything will be okay.

I love you Lynk.

Mitch Sanders (US) 

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