P.J. Cerone's Prince Giovanni,
I thought I had already done this, but I was wrong and I am so
sorry. Not because you are not in my prayers always, just
didn't do it. As you probably know I have some of the others
we brought into the family in this Tribute. You are with
Tory and Shadow and Maisey. And, I made sure you'd be living with
my Mom & Dad. That's a story for another time.
Peej, you were loved by all and then you faded from our
concern. The turmoil at the time was more than
unbearable. I'm sorry for the lack of care. You
deserved so much better. I look to make it up to you when
hopefully I join you in Heaven. My prayer is that you come
with my Dad, whom you loved so very much to guide me up.
I think back to all the good times we had and great stories.
But that also is for another time.
I pray for you with the others all the time. It's fun
thinking back.
Till we meet again Peej. Thank you for the wonderful times
and your incredible devotion to me and the kids and my Dad who you
protected so bravely.
We've had some wonderful others, who you know up there but you
will always be my #1.
God Rest, Peej and till we meet again, hopefully not too soon.
Love, Al Cerone
Peas Davis,
03/25/2003 - 06/10/2021
Peas, we met you the very day you were born…’little crooked tail’
with the great big attitude. I bottle fed you and your brother,
Carrots for far too long, but I loved every minute of helping you
to grow and thrive. For over 18 years, you were a force to be
reckoned with, such attitude and a sense for adventure. You lived
in
10 different cities and 13 different places during your life with
us. You were daddy’s little guy, sleeping by his side almost every
night and curled up in lap in the day. Everyone who met you loved
you (but not your love bites 😬😉). Not very many cats can claim
to have made a harrowing 19 day sail down the Pacific Coast at
18years old. But you did and made sure we finally made it to La
Paz before showing us how very tired you were. We miss you and
your voice in our home. Play with your brothers and sisters over
the Rainbow Bridge. I know that Buddie, Inky, Booger, Twinkie,
Cali, Moe and Carrots were so happy to see you. (Tater and Poke
too). Wait for us, sweet boy until we can be together again for
all time. You will be forever in our hearts. ❤️
We love you,
Mama, Daddy, Zuzu 🐾 and Pearl 🐾.
Penni, 6/1/2010
- 1/21/2021
My sweet Penni, you were the apple of my eye. You brought me so
much joy and happiness and was a beaming light in my life. I will
forever miss your unconditional love, your kisses and the sound of
your sweet purring in my ear. I will miss seeing that sweet,
little face pop up in the window whenever I returned home, which
said to me, welcome come Mommy I missed you.
For now my heart is broken and my grief is so very intense, but
know my sweet angel our friendship will never end. I live in hope
that time will pass and then at last you will be on my lap again.
Know that my love for you knows no limit and that there is a place
in my heart that will forever belong to my sweet Penni.
Love now and forever.
Your Mommy
Pepper Ann,
10/19/2009 - 11/09/2021
Pepper Ann, You are my Best Friend in the whole world. The past 12
years you have been by my side through everything in life. No
matter what we faced, you always kept that smile and been such a
sweetheart. You were what always kept me going. I will miss all of
the road trips, car rides with you to the store, your favorite
park, Starbucks for Pup cups, having you to wake up to every
morning and go to bed next to every night. Every moment with you
when I'm not at work was treasured. Your grown kids and grandkids
will miss you too. You are a special little girl and will always
hold a special place in our hearts. I love you always and forever
Pepper Ann. Love, Mom
Phoenix, August
3, 2007 - May 29, 2021
In October 2007, I encountered this cat as the runt in a litter of
six kittens, all bottle-babies up for adoption, whose mother had
been run over the day they were born. He was gray and black, like
ashes, and “Phoenix” seemed a good name for him in his
circumstances.
A bottle-baby may be the ultimate companion animal. Our Phoenix
was spunky, built like a cheetah, and he leapt onto all counter
tops and household heights with ease. (This photo was from the top
of the kitchen cabinets, the highest accessible surface in our
home at the time.) He paced the house, sounding Taps and Reveille
every day to be sure that I kept The Schedule. He was usually in
the same room with me, going with me to answer the doorbell and
inspect all visitors while the other household cats fled to hide.
He supervised my housekeeping and cooking and was the one cat who
most reliably ate food I cooked. Phoenix was quite the indoor
hunter, filling the hall outside the bedroom door with his prey of
the previous night from the toy basket. He spoke constantly to me
in his soft murmur-trill, or loudly demanding water from the
bathroom faucet, canned food, or treats. From his kitten days, he
would bash our human noses with vigorous head-butts. He would lean
against my shoulder while I worked at the kitchen sink or he sat
on the arm of the couch and napped with my husband, his paw on my
husband’s chest. He had a high tolerance of visitors to the home,
but he had no tolerance for the vet or the vet techs.
In September 2020, the vet noted that Phoenix was starting to
develop heart and kidney problems. In late May 2021 Phoenix, the
other cats, and I were all alarmed when he had two sudden spells
of being unable to walk, which the vet attributed to heart
problems. Rather than allow Phoenix further such alarming spells
and put him through more traumatic vet visits, I sent him on to
the Bridge in what I intended as an act of kindness. What I hear
now is his silence.
Rest now in peace, Phoenix. And thank you for being constantly by
our sides for 13½ years.
Pickles, 2014 -
June 16, 2021
Oh my dear sweet little man, Pickles. From the feral kitten
living in a car engine, to the loving, playful, mischievous,
innocent soul who stole my heart. In the 7 years I was
honored to have you, I will never forget how much you loved your
mommy, and I don't think I can love another being as much as I
loved you. You were really a dog in disguise. You made
me laugh every single day...always laying on my tummy, back, or
shoulders. Scratching the bathroom door while I was
showering, until I opened it to let you sit on the edge of the
sink just to be near me. Always had to be close. You
would come when called. You cleaned all of your brothers and
sisters. You would even try to clean my face with your
sandpaper tongue. Your little sounds you made while 'making
biscuits'. Oh you filled this home with such a bright
light. Never thought a cat could be so amazing as you.
You loved life!
The last night when I let Polly out at 1:00am, you just darted so
fast by us. I ran out to get you and you were nowhere to be
seen. I thought, its Pickles just having fun! So 20
minutes later, I went out looking for you, called your name.
Nothing. This was highly unusual for you, but I thought
again, its Pickles getting into mischief. Well, I fell
asleep on the couch and when I woke up in a panic that morning, I
had a bad feeling. Pickles, you would never be out all
night! I feel guilty for falling asleep and leaving you
defenseless out there. My nightmares came reality when I saw
clumps of your fur all over the lawn. I don't know what
happened but I'm sure it was bad. I have not stopped
crying. I still call your name in hopes you will come back,
that you are just wounded somewhere. I walk all over calling
your name. I'm still in shock that such a sweet, little,
kind, happy boy could be taken in such a brutal manner. My
God...my heart may never recover from your loss. The guilt
will end up killing me. I loved you more than you can
imagine. More than life. I am so sorry, Pickles, I
have let you down. You didn't deserve this. I will do
my best to take care of the rest of the brood, but they are
already missing you as well....especially Peeps. I love you
little man, R.I.P. til we meet again.
***This photo represents the kind and loving, innocent soul you
were***
Pippin, June 4,
2004 - Jan. 18, 2021
Pippin is the only cat I know of who has had a poem, a song, a
caricature, and a portrait made of fabric in his honor. That's one
very special kitty and he will forever hold a huge place in our
hearts.
Annie & Greg Sims
January 18, 2021
Martin Luther King Day
MY LIFE WITH A TUXEDO
June 5, 2012
It was love at first sight for that handful of fluff.
"This one's my favorite," the vet said. "A real spitfire."
"I'll take him," I suddenly stated, impulse obstructing all
reason.
I, who had rescued and released hundreds of cats without looking
back
Just had to have this one.
What humorous intent to choose such a visage:
White whiskers and brows shooting like stars from that tiny black
face
With white paws, white belly and white tip of tail
Ebony coat hanging by one button across ivory chest
Most definitely distinguishable from all the rest.
This one, at all of two pounds, would one day weigh twenty.
This one, who always ate plenty,
Whose black face with white jaw would one day look like Shamu.
I would've named him that too, if I knew.
All the same, "Pippin" would do.
HIS NAME IS PIPPIN
(Sung to the tune of The Beverly Hillbillies!)
He moves through the world on little cat feet
In the place where the land and spirit world meet
He helps to make my life complete
Yes, his name is Pippin
He picks me up when I feel down
He's loads of fun to have around
He's my little circus clown
Yep, his name is Pippin
He's a black and white tuxedo
I think he's really neato
He snuggles when it's time to sleep
He's quiet, never makes a peep
I pray the Lord his soul to keep
Bless his heart, he's Pippin!
Prince, 03/16/17
- 06/15/21
Rest in peace Prince, gone so suddenly, unexpectedly, and so
young. I don’t understand because you were a healthy dog and I’m
at a loss for words. I thought you, yorkie Pooh, would be around
for long time for when Pumpkin go to high school and college. I
miss your barking!! I haven’t moved your stuff. You were and are,
and will always be Prince of this house..
Princess,
12/12/2021
From your days with Abuela Carmen to you last years with us in
what became your new home you were always a joy. Snuggling
everyone, giving unconditional love. You will be sorely missed.
Sleep well, sweet Princess.
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