Remembering Abby: Tribute to Our Beloved Ragdoll

Abby Passed away 1.5 months ago, I still hurt and mourn her and don’t think that the pain will ever leave me. She was pure love to me and I will always miss her.

She was only 2 years old but her life with us has been full of experiences and love. She was sick with a kidney problem that was there from her birth.

The first time I saw her, it was also the first time I ever saw a Ragdoll; of the two kittens, she was the one that climbed on my shoulder and sniffed me, she was curious and very confident.

It was love from the first moment, she chose me and she chose to come home with me e never gave us the impression that she had changed her mind.

I spent lots of time with her because I work at home, we played, we rest, groomed and I always had some time to teach her things that I thought would be useful for her.

We are a family that travels a lot, so I taught her to go in her carrier when I called her, to wear a harness with a security belt in the car and to use her litter box everywhere without any problem, to drink at command and lots of other things that I could teach her only because she wanted to and she was so clever.

I never thought for a moment that I was taking care of her, because she took control of the family from the moment she arrived; she slept with my daughter (She has always had a sleeping problem) she played with My son every afternoon when he came back from school and would move in his room for a few days every time I scolded him and he cried… But most of all, she cured me, she took away all the anger, the loneliness and made me a happier and more mature person.

I always thought that God sent His angels when we most needed them, so for me, she  was my little angel.

Abby was My daughter’s dream, and was meant to be a Christmas present, but as much as we took care of her, we will never pair what she has thought to us, about patience and love.

This is what my daughter wrote after she died:

OUR LIFE AFTER MISS ABIGAIL

She was the most clever and confident of the litter, she chose us and loved us from the first moment.

I wanted a Ragdoll cat since I was 3 or 4 years old and that Christmas was the best.

She healed all our pains and sorrows, so when she left us everything fell apart.

I’m sorry that I didn’t spend enough time with her, and that I let my mom take care of her all the time.

I feel like it is all my fault that everybody is suffering know.

I miss her so much that it hurts all over and I know that she was so special that I will never forget about her and will always hurt when I remember all the time that we spent together.

Now my job is to take care of my mom when she is sad and cries.

I will always love my Miss Abigail. 

When I first read this, I felt so sorry, I didn’t think that my little girl would feel so guilty.

Our family has gotten closer and we all help each others to go by and continue our life,

It isn’t easy, but we will manage.