My name was Kidd. I was 14 ½ when I ran across the Rainbow Bridge in March 2014. To tell the truth I looked a bit like Mufassa from “The Lion King” cause I had a big ruff in the winter and it really did flow when I did the whole-house streak runs. I came to my forever home in September 2001 after at least a year of street living. I was a light buff colored, long haired Persian mix, but in pictures I looked almost white. I had a friend, PeepAl, who went across the Bridge about 2 years later. My human dad was really sick and stayed home all the time until he too went across the Bridge in May 2007. Then it was just my human mom and me. She said I saved her life because she would cry in my fur and I would try to help her “deflate” after a long hard day at work. I would run to greet her every day and she would give me shoulder rides after changing clothes to relax. Then we moved to a new house in 2009 and I was given a house-warming prezzie – my favorite blue blankie that I always slept on during the day. At night I’d sleep on mom’s pillow right next to her head. She retired (whatever that is) in March 2011 and stayed home all the time which was great. I was always an inside kitty which was best cause I was scared of cars and my long fur would get nasty. I wasn’t always the best behaved kitty and didn’t like seeing any other cats in my yard then I would yell at them “get off my lawn”. I did try to be a good kitty – most of the time, but sometimes mom and I didn’t always see eye-to-eye on some things. I loved to lay in sunny spots, chase bird-leaves and snowflakes, “bark” at birds, lick Cheetos stuff off mom’s fingers, lick the bowl of vanilla ice cream clean, a few tiny pieces of lemon cake, and as a special treat a tiny piece or two of chocolate cake. Then one day I scratched my eye really bad trying to clean it and had to have drops in it for a while. It never did heal right and four years later it got really bad and hurt so much that mom knew surgery wouldn’t fix it. She took me to the Rainbow Bridge and all the people there were so sad that I was going. But I had a great life with loving humans to keep me safe, warm and fed, and now I can play with kittehs, adn goggies, adn horsies, adn haz no hurts.

Kathy K.