RIP Ty

RIP Ty Moore - 2000 - 2008

We came home from the beach to find our beloved cat, Ty, deceased.

It appears that Ty gorged herself on the Lilies that I had brought home on Friday. Little did I know that the Lilies were in fact, the most poisonous things known to cats. I feel terrible about it. This isn't the first time we've brought home lilies, but it's the first time she was left alone in the house all weekend without supervision and these deadly flowers.

Ty was the arguably smarter of the pair of cats I adopted from the Cat Adoption Team in 2001. Save for a few short and supervised trips, she was always an indoor cat. In the early days when I first got the two, Ty was the curious and unafraid cat. She immediately took to her new home upon arrival, while Shelby was scared to death. Over the next month or two, Ty coaxed Shelby to life. She slept right next to her every night and would check on her frequently when Shelby would hide under the couch or sleep endlessly in her bed. Ty would pounce on Shelby and taught her how to defend herself.

Shelby has been the alpha cat in our household now for the last 4 years. Since that time, Ty has always had a knack for being a little on the mischievous side. I regularly would find her dining on our flower arrangements, sleeping on tables and trying sneak out the door to play in the grass or the garage.

Ty always loved a good scratching behind the ears and looked forward to every opportunity to sleep on top of an unsuspecting lounging individual. She was adamant about keeping her paws clean and sharp, evidenced by the nearly destroyed cat tree in our living room. She loved to run around the house and chase (or be chased by) Shelby. When Betsy's cat, Rocky, came into the house, she took fun in tormenting him with the help of her twin sister.

There wasn't an object in the house that hadn't been either played with or slept on top of by Ty. She was one of the family, regardless of her feline blood line. We showered her with gifts of wet food, toys and most importantly - unconditional love. Even when she's rip something apart or clawed into our leg, we still loved her.

Rest in peace, my little girl. You've done so much for me and have touched the lives of everyone you've come into contact with.

We'll all miss you a lot.

Gregsta'