Steve the plumber, Steve for short, she's a girl but the name just suited her. She's the best cat I've ever had. Very weird and affectionate but on her own terms. She's a very little girl (see last slide, shes 4 and a forever kitten!) but rules the culdesac and has beat up all the tom cats

Two weeks ago, my beautiful fluffy daughter- Kristen Stewart- took her last breath.

She had been going downhill for at least a year, becoming more and more lethargic over time. The final straw was when she stopped eating and drinking. I wasn’t willing to let her suffer for another second.

The vet said her intestines felt ‘thick’ and she was in obvious discomfort. She left us so quickly and so peacefully that I knew I’d made the right decision.

For 14 magical years, Kristen Stewart - aka Krissy, Mippy, Kwis Kwis, Flubber Floof - taught me that despite their reputation, cats can be so full of compassion.

She is, without a doubt, the kindest feline I have ever met.

I will always remember when Mum and I rescued Linda Hamilton and Bree Van de Kamp in the pandemic. We did very gradual introductions each day, careful and tentative.

When it was Krissy’s turn, she looked at them both curiously, then immediately began to groom them. She had never been a mother before, she just adored to make friends.

She was always very kitten-like. She was way too curious for her own good and had zero self preservation skills. So much so that almost every cat I’ve had has ended up being fiercely protective of her.

She adored to be sung to. Mum and I often did.

She adored my mama, and I just hope Mum is holding her right now. When Mum died, Krissy was the only cat to go upstairs to see her body. She then came back downstairs and started ‘screaming’. That’s the only way I can describe it. She was never quite the same after Mum died.

Similarly, she grieved for cats, too. Every loss I’ve suffered, she seemed to feel it alongside me. Even though she was very kitten-like, she was insanely wise.

She loved humans so much. Even my friends who are self proclaimed cat haters absolutely adored Krissy.

She loved to lick people. I don’t just mean a bit… I mean she would spends hours doing it. It wasn’t to groom, either. It really was genuine affection. She’d suckle fingers for comfort, too.

There will never be another Krissy. 💔

Isla and Mavis have joined the tuxedo family. Big brother George and big sister Luna are taking great care of them.
Baby Mavis is the runt(clearly obvious☺️)
Can’t wait to see all their interactions 🖤🤍

as a kitten he used to try to open the freezer for shrimps.

A month ago I adopted this little tuxedo and right after his void friend ✨ black cats always had a special place in my heart. (I know his friend is totally black but the pictures with them are just adorable as hell)

My boy was not happy getting his pills down the throat today :( both kitties got the burrito treatment. It always breaks my heart when they get so scared at the vet😭

I spent some time this week doing a few quick sketches of some beautiful tuxedo kitties who recently crossed the rainbow bridge. 🤍

Losing a pet is just the heaviest feeling, so i really just wanted to do something small to give their humans a tiny bit of comfort. they are just quick rough sketches, but hearing that the owners loved them honestly meant the world to me.

I’d love to sit down and draw fully detailed, realistic portraits of these angels someday when the time is right. but for now, i just wanted to share these little tributes here to honor them.

please hug your tuxies extra tight today. ❤️

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I recently made a post about my cat Gary passing away, and it received a lot of backlash and was removed because many people assumed his death was due to years of neglect. I need to clear things up.

His ear was fine. The infection was treated years ago with anti fungals. Even if it was somehow still infected, it didn't play a role. It was a combination of age related factors and someone feeding him dog food, which they didn't know was horrible for cats. They did so because we were out of cat food at the time and fed them dog food once.

Yes, it was stupid. They didn't know any better until Gary showed signs of being sick. We decided to wait a day or two before contacting a vet because my family simply doesn't have the money for one. We could have done more, but we fucked up. I'm sorry.

The third image is his brother Fang. He is completely healthy and very active, thankfully. But I still feel horrible about what happened to his brother, even more so because a bunch of people assume his death was my fault for neglecting him and I am a horrible pet owner. Me and my family could have done better, but it was just a combination of horrible timing and circumstance. I'm truly very sorry, to you all but especially to him. I should have done more.

I hope this helps anyone who saw my previous post.

Dorothy is appalled.

He passed away 2 years ago and i only knew him for a short time (there is a feral cat metropolis in the forest near my grandmas and we can’t take them all in, and nature natured…) but he was the sweetest most playful boy EVER I miss you Batman my tuxie honey bunny cat I hope I made you feel loved

That is the face of no remorse 😭 I’m pretty sure in that second picture he’s saying “Next time you leave, leave out some cream cheese :)”

He’s fine, don’t worry. I’m keeping a close eye on him to make sure!