O'Malley

McKenna

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We picked up O'Malley at a shelter. We chose her because she wasn't afraid to tackle cats three times her size. She was a small, "piepklein" little thing, but there was nothing small about her voice: She could rattle the rafters with one meow.

O'Malley was part of a litter of feral kittens. She was always shy of new people. She kept to herself for the most part, and asked for very little except a little food and some love now and then --usually just before bedtime. Her favortie place was under the rose bushes out front. She preferred to stay outside if the weather was warm, and if not, her favorite place to nap was on the back of the couch or stretched out on her back on the bed.

O'Malley was killed last night. We found her body this morning. We think she may have been hit by a car, though we don't know for sure. She was with us six years. Six years of love and entertainment.

I'll miss you Miss O'Malley Fuzzybutt.
 
I'm so sorry to hear that, we too are in mourning over the passing of our snake Malaika.
I hug you. :rose:
 
I'm so sorry McKenna. I know how much this stings and my heart goes out to you.

The Earl
 
Sorry, sweetie. :heart:

She had a good cat's life while she was with you. She's remembered with "O'Malley stories" now. :rose:
 
McKenna... I hope you are holding a wake...

Every fine Irish Kitty deserves a drunken party in his honor.

"Oh, the night that Paddy Murphy died is a night I'll never forget.
Some of the boys got loaded drunk and they ain't got sober yet.
As long a a bottle was passed around every man was feelin' gay.
O'Leary came with the bagpipes, the music for to play.

That's how they showed their respect for Paddy Murphy.
That's how they showed their honor and their pride.
They said it was a sinner's thing to drink to one another,
And every drink they raised was for the night Pat Murphy Died.

As Mrs. Murphy sat by the door pouring out her drinks,
Kelly and his gang came tearing down the street.
They went into an empty room, a bottle of whiskey stoled,
They put that bottle with the corps to keep the whiskey cold..."

Aye. I love the wakes :D
 
Sorry Mck. The little furballs become family easily, don't they?
:rose:
 
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