Truffle
A donation was made in memory of Truffle by Bridget Wittke on Feb 01, 2020.
My family and I made the decision to put Truffle to sleep on August 31st, 2016 after her kidney disease took a turn for the worse. Though we don't know her exact age when she passed, we had her for 13 years and her foster home believed she was at least 2 years old when we adopted her, so that means that she lived at least 15 years.
My mom surprised me with Truffle for my 7th birthday. The day before my birthday, August 2, 2003, I'd spent the day at Seattle Center with my dad and little brother. When we got home late that afternoon, I saw my mom in the window holding up a kitty I'd never seen before. That was the first time I saw Truffle, and my mom was waving her paw to make it look like she was waving at me. I was ecstatic! I had wanted a pet for a long time and now I finally had a little animal friend. I didn't know what to call her at first, but once day I overheard my mom talking about chocolate truffles and I loved the sound of that name, so from then on out she was 'Truffle'.
My parents taught me how to take care of Truffle, from feeding her to cleaning her litter box to playing with her. Truffle soon became adored by everyone in my family. She had her own unique personality. She hated going outside but loved to sit on odd objects (I once found her laying on a pile of coat hangers). She didn't hunt, but once we fed her rice pudding and she loved it. To this day, she is perhaps the most chill animal I have ever encountered. My little brother could run into a room yelling and that cat would not even flinch. Sometimes she would snore so loud that she would wake me up. Truffle didn't like to be held until she was very old, but she LOVED to play. My favorite game to play with her was to moving my hand under the blanket she was sleeping on and watch her repeatedly pounce on my hand as if it were a mouse. Perhaps the greatest legacy that Truffle left with our family was her pudginess. That cat LOVED to eat. She started getting a little chubby after we got her, but once we adopted my other cat, Snickers, a year and a half later, Truffle ballooned into a very, VERY fat cat. Truffle became the inspiration for a comic book series I wrote in 4th and 5th grade called "Super Fat Cat", where in each book, Super Fat Cat would save the world from a different evil villain. The Super Fat Cat books were such a hit that the kids I babysit still ask me to read the books to them.
Truffle is extra special to me because I grew up with her. I adopted her when I was 7 and she passed away when I was 20. Truffle was with me for so many milestones of my life. She was with me when I started middle school, high school, and when I was packing my bags for college. She was there when I got my driver's license and when I went on my first date. She hung out on my bed with me though the most awkward times I experienced as a teenager. She always seemed to sense when I was having a hard time. On those days she would come and curl up right next to me.
Though it's been over 3 years since Truffle passed away, I still miss her quite a bit. Perhaps the only one that misses Truffle more than my family and I is my other cat, Snickers. We adopted Snickers when she was a kitten and though Truffle was initially a little peeved about having another cat in the house, they quickly became best buddies. Often times I would find them cuddling together on my bed. Snickers loved to groom Truffle as if she were her kitten, while Truffle liked to play with Snickers. Snickers is 15 years old now, but I can tell that she still misses her buddy.
As much as I miss Truffle, I am so grateful to have spent 13 wonderful years with her. She will never be forgotten and I cannot wait to tell my kids about her. Rest in Peace Truffle!
My mom surprised me with Truffle for my 7th birthday. The day before my birthday, August 2, 2003, I'd spent the day at Seattle Center with my dad and little brother. When we got home late that afternoon, I saw my mom in the window holding up a kitty I'd never seen before. That was the first time I saw Truffle, and my mom was waving her paw to make it look like she was waving at me. I was ecstatic! I had wanted a pet for a long time and now I finally had a little animal friend. I didn't know what to call her at first, but once day I overheard my mom talking about chocolate truffles and I loved the sound of that name, so from then on out she was 'Truffle'.
My parents taught me how to take care of Truffle, from feeding her to cleaning her litter box to playing with her. Truffle soon became adored by everyone in my family. She had her own unique personality. She hated going outside but loved to sit on odd objects (I once found her laying on a pile of coat hangers). She didn't hunt, but once we fed her rice pudding and she loved it. To this day, she is perhaps the most chill animal I have ever encountered. My little brother could run into a room yelling and that cat would not even flinch. Sometimes she would snore so loud that she would wake me up. Truffle didn't like to be held until she was very old, but she LOVED to play. My favorite game to play with her was to moving my hand under the blanket she was sleeping on and watch her repeatedly pounce on my hand as if it were a mouse. Perhaps the greatest legacy that Truffle left with our family was her pudginess. That cat LOVED to eat. She started getting a little chubby after we got her, but once we adopted my other cat, Snickers, a year and a half later, Truffle ballooned into a very, VERY fat cat. Truffle became the inspiration for a comic book series I wrote in 4th and 5th grade called "Super Fat Cat", where in each book, Super Fat Cat would save the world from a different evil villain. The Super Fat Cat books were such a hit that the kids I babysit still ask me to read the books to them.
Truffle is extra special to me because I grew up with her. I adopted her when I was 7 and she passed away when I was 20. Truffle was with me for so many milestones of my life. She was with me when I started middle school, high school, and when I was packing my bags for college. She was there when I got my driver's license and when I went on my first date. She hung out on my bed with me though the most awkward times I experienced as a teenager. She always seemed to sense when I was having a hard time. On those days she would come and curl up right next to me.
Though it's been over 3 years since Truffle passed away, I still miss her quite a bit. Perhaps the only one that misses Truffle more than my family and I is my other cat, Snickers. We adopted Snickers when she was a kitten and though Truffle was initially a little peeved about having another cat in the house, they quickly became best buddies. Often times I would find them cuddling together on my bed. Snickers loved to groom Truffle as if she were her kitten, while Truffle liked to play with Snickers. Snickers is 15 years old now, but I can tell that she still misses her buddy.
As much as I miss Truffle, I am so grateful to have spent 13 wonderful years with her. She will never be forgotten and I cannot wait to tell my kids about her. Rest in Peace Truffle!
