Today the world is a little less cute. Our beloved Fuzzbutt took her last breath and left her fuzzy little body on Sunday June 5.
To say that I was beyond fortunate to be her human is an understatement. She was the sweetest, cutest, fuzziest, sassiest kitty I’ve ever known, and my very best friend and cute ambassador for the last sixteen years.
She was my college graduation gift to myself, and she had so many incredible adventures in her life. From her 2-day impromptu solo excursion through the bowels of an historic apartment building (to the dismay of her kitty sitter), to a slip and slide down an awning of a 2nd story apartment window. She caught a couple of apartment mice, and her trophy catch: a bird from my tiny NYC 2nd story balcony.
She was an excellent road cat and a wonderful car companion on our trek across the country from New York to Colorado. She was always on time to wake us up in the morning, and tuck us into bed at night.
She drank in every ounce of outdoor time she possibly could since we moved into our Colorado home last summer, which was a superb retirement after 14+ years of indoor apartment living.
My husband and I took a drive and a hike the day she passed and there’s no doubt that her spirit was with us. We caught a beautiful rainbow over a lake and saw a raven catch a fish in its beak at the river. On our hike, I picked up a miraculously out-of-season fuzzy willow and a perfectly pink heart rock, and we saw yet another rainbow from the top of the mountain.
Her fuzziness will never be matched, and her purr lives on in our hearts. She is already deeply missed.
From my husband, her favorite man:
Today my wife and I laid to rest one of my closest friends.
In the five years since she first came into my life, Fuzzbutt taught me so much.
Through example, she taught me the importance of patience, routine, and that sometimes you need to just find a nice place to sit and breathe.
She taught me to always speak one’s mind, not to be afraid to verbalize needs, and to not settle for one handed petting.
She taught me to be present, to not use my phone in bed, and the value of good hygiene, soft fur, and a perfectly timed nap in a sun patch, or shade.
She taught me it was ok to change one’s mind, and change it yet again.
Most of all she taught me that persistence and a purr in your voice can soften any heart.
She was a professional, a true lady, and most of all a cat. Sweet dreams love. You will be missed.
April 2000 – June 5, 2016