9th January 2005

1994- Jan 2005

Bitch's Life
My trusty companion for the past 10/11 years. There will certainly be no other cat like Bitch. She was a bit of a diva with an attitude. Even though she was a bit of a grump, she was infact a very affectionate cat. I never thought I would loose her so quickly, I always thought she would outlive us all, but it was not meant to be.

She was actually younger than I originally thought (guess she didn't age particularly well; after all she did have the personality of a grumpy granny at times). After looking through photos when I first took her home, she was about 8 weeks old when I found her living in a park in Sai Ying Pun - such a bundle of cuteness, who could resist? She was as lovable as she was fiesty, she is/was a great character, hence her name "Bitch". It seems a funny name to name a cat, but it really suited her well.

Bitch has been with me through it all, I feel like I've let her down, as had I of known she was this sick, I would have spent more time with her and perhaps sought treatment before it was really too late, I would have eased back on fostering, so as not to stress her out so much with all the foster kittens. She handled it like a trooper though, even though she wasn't the warmest to all the foster kittens or cats that have come into the flat, she was neither nasty nor provoking. She would pretty much keep to herself. The times she enjoyed the most was when she was sleeping on the pillow next to me on the bed or chilling out on the dog bed (she loved that bed, poor ole Beefy had to squeeze on next to her). It was very funny to see them both on it.

I will miss her greatly, I don't feel like any of our other three cats are as close to me as she was (they all prefer the hubby or or too interested in the foster kittens - which is good of course).

This is my tribute to Bitch, who I will love and miss forever. I will be having her cremated, and she will come back home and stay with me by my bedside. However strange this may seem, it feels like it's the right final resting place for her, as it was her favourite place. It's funny when it's your own cats you know when it's time and you have to let go. I don't like seeing any animal in pain, and unfortunately Bitch's final days were certainly not the easiest for her.

Many thanks to Dr. Maggie Bradley of 9 Lives Cat Hospital, for being there during my early morning calls, and helping put Bitch to rest. You made a very emotional and awful time as peaceful and painless as possible.


Please enjoy some pictures of Bitch's life throughout the years:

Bitch the Bag Lady

Another famous pose on the side of the armchair

With Charlie (flatmate's cat; sucking her paw as a kitten something she never grew out of)