Re: [Felvtalk] Grieving for K

[Theresa O'Rourke]

So sorry for your loss! But I can tell your cat was well loved, had a wonderful 
life, thanks to you.
I wish all owners treated their pets the way yo treated Krammer.

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Re: [Felvtalk] Grieving for K

[Pam Doore]

Dear Katherine, My deepest condolences on the loss of your soul-mate!
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Re: [Felvtalk] Grieving for K

[Amani Oakley]

Katherine

The pain in your heart is so clear for everyone to see. I am so very sorry for 
the wrenching loss you suffered with the loss of Krammer, and also for the 
terrible loss of one kitten after another and then Jazz as well. There is just 
nothing that will soothe the soul-searing loss, except for the passage of time 
and the knowledge that you gave these deserving little angels, a lot of love, 
warmth and comfort, which they clearly wouldn’t have had without your 
exceptional kindness. Keep that thought close as you mourn the loss of Krammer.

Amani



From: Felvtalk [mailto:felvtalk-boun...@felineleukemia.org] On Behalf Of 
Katherine K.
Sent: November-06-17 8:57 AM
To: felvtalk@felineleukemia.org
Subject: [Felvtalk] Grieving for K

Hi everyone,

I lost my perfect little tuxedo soulmate last week. He was my first cat and the 
best friend ever. At age 11 we discovered he was FeLV+, likely contracted from 
some kittens we were fostering at the time. We lost all kittens within a year, 
went on to foster another FeLV kitty, Jazz, for a year before we lost him to 
the virus too. Krammer hung in there for 4 more years with this stupid virus, 
through many ups and downs. We loved each other dearly and I believe that is 
what kept him going until the ripe old age of 15. His nose tumor had grown all 
year. It distorted his face, leaked fluid and required several daily cleanings 
for the last few months. He had declined a lot and was down to 6.5 pounds at 
the end, but was still eating and using the bathroom normally. A week ago I 
discovered his tumor was beginning to affect the roof of his mouth and I didn't 
want to wait until it ruptured there. That would have caused him unnecessary 
suffering. We made the difficult decision to take him to the vet. I picked up 
his ashes on Friday and they are keeping me company, as well as plenty of 
cuddles from my other (non FeLV) kitty.

Thanks to everyone for the support over the years. Here is what I shared on my 
Facebook page about Krammer last week:

Today I had to say a terribly hard goodbye to my best little buddy Krammer. 
Last December, I noticed he had a slightly bloody nose. It turned out to be a 
nasal tumor, and he fought the cancer for nearly a year. He was 15 years old. 
Krammer was a Craigslist kitty. We picked him up one Friday after work in 2005 
from a Seinfeld fan who didn’t know how to spell Kramer. The funny name stuck, 
and produced many, many nicknames.

Sweet Krammie, I’ll miss your perfectly pink nose and toes. I’ll miss the way 
you begged to be picked up and put in the warm dryer after I finished folding 
all the clothes. You’d settle down and purr. I’ll miss your adorable nose 
wrinkle that appeared when you’d ferociously bite Mr. Squirrel during playtime, 
and the way your neck smelled faintly like maple syrup. I’ll miss laughing 
about your weird obsession with licking the blinds and laying on crinkly paper. 
I’ll miss how you would come running whenever we whistled “Morning” from Peer 
Gynt. That became your theme song. I’ll miss your ridiculous call-of-the-wild 
yowl whenever Lady Bird wouldn’t play with you, even the ones that woke me up 
in the middle of the night.

I’ll miss how every night you would come walking up the side of the bed, 
purring and giving out head bumps, and paw at the blanket for me to let you 
under the covers. You’d crawl in, turn around, and settle down for the night. 
Though you were never a lap cat, these cuddles more than made up for it.

I’ll miss playing chase with you on my lunch breaks. You were so excited to see 
me, you’d race through the house, begging for me to catch you and give you a 
big hug. I’ll miss dressing you up in silly outfits, which you mostly just 
purred through. Since it’s Halloween, I hope you won’t mind if I share a few 
with your fans.

I’m grateful to everyone who enjoyed and appreciated his photos over the years. 
He was a delightful subject to photograph. Once during a photoshoot of my dad’s 
jewelry, he walked over and sat down in the middle, giving me a look like, “Ok, 
mom, I’m ready for my close up.” Over the last year, he really enjoyed going 
out on his harness and leash to chase bugs and lay in the sun. He was so 
curious, he enjoyed exploring new places, and I’ll always regret that we never 
got to take him camping. He was a friend to so many foster kittens and didn’t 
even mind the dogs he met. A truly wonderful little being.

I’ll miss you, sweet one.
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Re: [Felvtalk] Grieving for K

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Dear, sweet Krammer, you lived and loved well, time for your reward.
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Re: [Felvtalk] Grieving for K

[kat]

Sleep Soft, dear Krammer - you were a great cat.
 

Sent: Monday, November 06, 2017 at 8:57 AM
From: "Katherine K." <kaths...@gmail.com>
To: "felvtalk@felineleukemia.org" <Felvtalk@felineleukemia.org>
Subject: [Felvtalk] Grieving for K



Hi everyone,

 
I lost my perfect little tuxedo soulmate last week. He was my first cat and the best friend ever. At age 11 we discovered he was FeLV+, likely contracted from some kittens we were fostering at the time. We lost all kittens within a year, went on to foster another FeLV kitty, Jazz, for a year before we lost him to the virus too. Krammer hung in there for 4 more years with this stupid virus, through many ups and downs. We loved each other dearly and I believe that is what kept him going until the ripe old age of 15. His nose tumor had grown all year. It distorted his face, leaked fluid and required several daily cleanings for the last few months. He had declined a lot and was down to 6.5 pounds at the end, but was still eating and using the bathroom normally. A week ago I discovered his tumor was beginning to affect the roof of his mouth and I didn't want to wait until it ruptured there. That would have caused him unnecessary suffering. We made the difficult decision to take him to the vet. I picked up his ashes on Friday and they are keeping me company, as well as plenty of cuddles from my other (non FeLV) kitty.

Thanks to everyone for the support over the years. Here is what I shared on my Facebook page about Krammer last week:

Today I had to say a terribly hard goodbye to my best little buddy Krammer. Last December, I noticed he had a slightly bloody nose. It turned out to be a nasal tumor, and he fought the cancer for nearly a year. He was 15 years old. Krammer was a Craigslist kitty. We picked him up one Friday after work in 2005 from a Seinfeld fan who didn’t know how to spell Kramer. The funny name stuck, and produced many, many nicknames.
Sweet Krammie, I’ll miss your perfectly pink nose and toes. I’ll miss the way you begged to be picked up and put in the warm dryer after I finished folding all the clothes. You’d settle down and purr. I’ll miss your adorable nose wrinkle that appeared when you’d ferociously bite Mr. Squirrel during playtime, and the way your neck smelled faintly like maple syrup. I’ll miss laughing about your weird obsession with licking the blinds and laying on crinkly paper. I’ll miss how you would come running whenever we whistled “Morning” from Peer Gynt. That became your theme song. I’ll miss your ridiculous call-of-the-wild yowl whenever Lady Bird wouldn’t play with you, even the ones that woke me up in the middle of the night. 


I’ll miss how every night you would come walking up the side of the bed, purring and giving out head bumps, and paw at the blanket for me to let you under the covers. You’d crawl in, turn around, and settle down for the night. Though you were never a lap cat, these cuddles more than made up for it.

I’ll miss playing chase with you on my lunch breaks. You were so excited to see me, you’d race through the house, begging for me to catch you and give you a big hug. I’ll miss dressing you up in silly outfits, which you mostly just purred through. Since it’s Halloween, I hope you won’t mind if I share a few with your fans.

I’m grateful to everyone who enjoyed and appreciated his photos over the years. He was a delightful subject to photograph. Once during a photoshoot of my dad’s jewelry, he walked over and sat down in the middle, giving me a look like, “Ok, mom, I’m ready for my close up.” Over the last year, he really enjoyed going out on his harness and leash to chase bugs and lay in the sun. He was so curious, he enjoyed exploring new places, and I’ll always regret that we never got to take him camping. He was a friend to so many foster kittens and didn’t even mind the dogs he met. A truly wonderful little being.

I’ll miss you, sweet one.


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[Katherine K.]

Hi everyone,

I lost my perfect little tuxedo soulmate last week. He was my first cat and
the best friend ever. At age 11 we discovered he was FeLV+, likely
contracted from some kittens we were fostering at the time. We lost all
kittens within a year, went on to foster another FeLV kitty, Jazz, for a
year before we lost him to the virus too. Krammer hung in there for 4 more
years with this stupid virus, through many ups and downs. We loved each
other dearly and I believe that is what kept him going until the ripe old
age of 15. His nose tumor had grown all year. It distorted his face, leaked
fluid and required several daily cleanings for the last few months. He had
declined a lot and was down to 6.5 pounds at the end, but was still eating
and using the bathroom normally. A week ago I discovered his tumor was
beginning to affect the roof of his mouth and I didn't want to wait until
it ruptured there. That would have caused him unnecessary suffering. We
made the difficult decision to take him to the vet. I picked up his ashes
on Friday and they are keeping me company, as well as plenty of cuddles
from my other (non FeLV) kitty.

Thanks to everyone for the support over the years. Here is what I shared on
my Facebook page about Krammer last week:

Today I had to say a terribly hard goodbye to my best little buddy Krammer.
Last December, I noticed he had a slightly bloody nose. It turned out to be
a nasal tumor, and he fought the cancer for nearly a year. He was 15 years
old. Krammer was a Craigslist kitty. We picked him up one Friday after work
in 2005 from a Seinfeld fan who didn’t know how to spell Kramer. The funny
name stuck, and produced many, many nicknames.

Sweet Krammie, I’ll miss your perfectly pink nose and toes. I’ll miss the
way you begged to be picked up and put in the warm dryer after I finished
folding all the clothes. You’d settle down and purr. I’ll miss your
adorable nose wrinkle that appeared when you’d ferociously bite Mr.
Squirrel during playtime, and the way your neck smelled faintly like maple
syrup. I’ll miss laughing about your weird obsession with licking the
blinds and laying on crinkly paper. I’ll miss how you would come running
whenever we whistled “Morning” from Peer Gynt. That became your theme song.
I’ll miss your ridiculous call-of-the-wild yowl whenever Lady Bird wouldn’t
play with you, even the ones that woke me up in the middle of the night.

I’ll miss how every night you would come walking up the side of the bed,
purring and giving out head bumps, and paw at the blanket for me to let you
under the covers. You’d crawl in, turn around, and settle down for the
night. Though you were never a lap cat, these cuddles more than made up for
it.

I’ll miss playing chase with you on my lunch breaks. You were so excited to
see me, you’d race through the house, begging for me to catch you and give
you a big hug. I’ll miss dressing you up in silly outfits, which you mostly
just purred through. Since it’s Halloween, I hope you won’t mind if I share
a few with your fans.

I’m grateful to everyone who enjoyed and appreciated his photos over the
years. He was a delightful subject to photograph. Once during a photoshoot
of my dad’s jewelry, he walked over and sat down in the middle, giving me a
look like, “Ok, mom, I’m ready for my close up.” Over the last year, he
really enjoyed going out on his harness and leash to chase bugs and lay in
the sun. He was so curious, he enjoyed exploring new places, and I’ll
always regret that we never got to take him camping. He was a friend to so
many foster kittens and didn’t even mind the dogs he met. A truly wonderful
little being.

I’ll miss you, sweet one.
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