This is Janine Rowe's little man Kapono. They call him Pono. He will be 12 this fall. He is a Devon Rex. She got him as a playmate for Leinani and calls him the velcro cat because he always has to be held. He thinks he is a dog and has to greet guests when they come over demanding to be pet or held. If someone ignores him, he will try to climb them.
Pono crossed the Rainbow Bridge on April 2, 2018.
15 years ago, Pono came into our lives. He has brought a huge joy to our lives. Today, we said goodbye to him. He was the sweetest boy ever. He never met anyone that he didn't love. He is finally with his sister, Nani and no longer sick or suffering, but my heart is broken.
Kapono, we will always love you and never forget you.
This is Keyser. He is from Des Moines, Iowa and belongs to Heather. As you can see, Keyser is partial to the bathroom sink.
This is Lucy (on the left) with her best bud, Harley. You've seen Harley on his spot already. They both belong to Peggy of Des Moines.
Lucy came to live with Peggy when she was a year old. She had been dumped with 4 beautiful kittens and found by someone who took her to the Animal Rescue League. At that time, Harley was her only other cat and they became best buddies.
Lucy died in December 2016. She was 17. She is buried in Peggy's flower bed along with Harley and the other cats who have come and gone in Peggy's life.
This little cutie is my namesake, Maggie. Isn't she adorable. She belongs to one of my writing students here in Des Moines.
Magoo (the bigger one) and Bibi (Buddha Belly Booger Baby) belong to Sara of Des Moines, Iowa.
This is Renee's Miss Kitty from Tuscaloosa, Alabama. Miss Kitty is a 3 year old calico. She was found living in a paint store in Tuscaloosa. The store owner needed to find a home for her, so they called Renee. One of the store's customers had told them that Renee took in strays. Miss Kitty was pitiful, flea bitten, and malnourished. As you can tell, she's healthy and happy. Renee named her Miss Kitty because her coloring reminded Renee of Amanda Blake's red hair on Gunsmoke.
This is Miss Lilly. Miss Lilly belonged to Kerry in Northfield, MN.
Andi O'Lena Blume was downsized from her job in 2009. While she was old enough to retire she wasn't ready at that time. She searched for jobs but never came up with one. She knew it was her age holding her back. Her husband saw her struggle and began searching for a puppy. He found Miss Scarlett O'Hara on Puppyfind.com and showed her picture to Andi. She was so cute and Andi thought they needed to go see her. On the day they went to the breeder's home (it was important to them that she not come from a Puppy Mill) to see her they both fell head-over-heels for her. They had to wait until she was old enough to adopt and could hardly wait to get her. Andi believes the match was "made in heaven" for the 3 are so compatible and Miss Scarlett O'Hara brings much joy to their home.
Miss Waikiki (Kiki) is Janine Rowe's youngest little girl. She just turned 2. Janine got her from a cat rescue (as you read in Nani's story), a couple months after losing Nani. The weird thing about this story is something she just realized about a month ago as she was talking to her friend Marla at her house. Marla quickly pulled up the kitten files and started going through dates. When she read it to Janine, both of them got shivers like they knew something magical had happened. Kiki came into the rescue on the 10th of June in 2012. This is the day Nani first started showing signs of her heart failing. After multiple tests and draining of fluids from around her heart, Nani was put to sleep on the 14th when she was really starting to suffer. Now, Kiki has picked up a lot of the same traits that Nani had, so Janine believes this rescue was set up by Nani. Kiki is a silly little girl who is always entertaining Janine and making her laugh. Kiki reigns as the new princess in the house. After adopting Kiki, Janine started helping the rescueand is now part of the rescue and helps do the fundraising. Kiki often is the stand in model for their online auctions. She has modeled a bandana, a tie and a dress. And, often she just sticks her nose in whatever Janine is taking pictures of.
This is Missy. She belongs to Chandra. Chandra says "This is my horse Missy! We went up to see her in Northern Iowa and it was like meeting my best friend after years of searching. She's the driving force behind Missy's Miracle and my muse. Out of 8 babies, all 8 of them were fillies. She can smile, bow and say no."
This is Molly. She was 5 years old when she was taken to the Animal Rescue League in Des Moines. Molly's hair was so matted she had to be shaved - thus the naked picture. Now she has a beautiful coat.
She loves to play with all of the cat toys Peggy has gotten for her. Peggy says she doesn't think Molly had ever had toys before. Molly has a very loud strident voice and makes her wishes well known.
Peggy got her in April, 2007. Molly has many fears - the main one being she doesn't like to be restrained in any way. She panics. Molly is getting used to her playmates and as you can see, she's now a happy, healthy cat.
Molly passed away at age 13 in March, 2015. She and Lucy had become buddies and Lucy missed Molly very much.
Molly, Lucy, and Sparky all loved Peggy's flower beds and were allowed to be in the back yard when she was outside. That is why she chose to bury them there.
Oreo (16 yrs old) belonged to Meredith. Oreo passed away on February 3, 2018.
RIP my beloved almost 16 year old Oreo. 2002-2018. Mis you lots!
THE RAINBOW BRIDGE
By the edge of a woods, at the foot of a hill,
Is a lush, green meadow where time stands still.
Where the friends of men, women, boys and girls do run,
When their time on earth is over and done.
For here, between this world and the next,
Is a place where each beloved creature finds rest.
On this golden land, they wait and play,
Til the Rainbow Bridge they cross one day.
No more do they suffer, in pain or in sadness,
For here they are whole, their lives filled with gladness.
Their limbs are restored, their health renewed,
Their bodies have healed, with strength imbued.
They romp through the grass, without even a care,
Until one day they start, and sniff at the air.
All ears prick forward, eyes dart front and back,
Then all of a sudden, one breaks from the pack.
For just at that instant, their eyes have met,
Together again, both person and pet.
So they run to each other, these friends from long past,
The time of their parting is over at last.
The sadness they felt while they were apart,
Has turned into joy once more in each heart.
They embrace with a love that will last forever,
And then, side-by-side, they cross over - together.
This is Vernon's Pearl from Benton, Louisiana.
Named after the Hawaiian volcano goddess, Pele (because of her fiery red color), is Janine Rowe's first rescue cat. She was tossed out of a car driving down the road into heavy traffic in front of the automotive repair shop Janine's husband was working at back then. One of his co-workers saw it happen and hollered for him to help since he was scared of cats and he knew Russ, Janine's husband, loved them. Her husband braved the passing cars to help get Pele off the road and avoid getting hit. She was lucky, only bruised and a banged up leg. She was only 2 months old at the time. She was almost called Mercedes after running from Russ trying to save her and hopping up under the motor of a Mercedes in the parking lot. Janine enjoys her Hawaiian-themed names, so the little kitten became Pele. She just turned 3 this past week. Janine didn't plan on keeping her, but couldn't find a home. She's glad they kept her. She's a good girl. She's terrified of people and doesn't like being touched for long. But, who wouldn't be scared of people after that bad start to her life. They believe she may be part Maine Coon because of her size and fur.
This is Princess Leinani. "Nani" as she was lovingly called, belonged to Janine Rowe. Nani is now deceased.
IN REMEMBRANCE OF PRINCESS LEINANI - July 10, 2001 to June 14, 2012
For as long as I can remember, I have had a cat in my life. I love cats. I need to have a cat. I cannot live without cats. Cats are my children, my best friend, my confidant. As a child, I wanted to be a cat more then I wanted to be human.
My first cat was named Bootsie. He was a gray tabby with white feet. I remember teaching him to drink from a straw. From that day there were various cats that had come and gone from my life leaving little footprints behind on my heart. As I grew a little bit older, I would find cats and bring them home hoping I could keep them. A few, my mother would let me keep, most she told me take back where I found it.
My most influential cat came after I divorced my first husband. I had always wanted a Devon Rex and with the money I got from the sale of the house, I got my first Devon Rex. Maybe this baby could fill a void I had been missing. I first met her at the breeder's house. She was stunning. A beautiful all white kitten, so tiny, I didn't even know how to hold or pet her. I was in love instantly. This would be my special child. My love for Hawaii had inspired her name, Leinani, meaning beautiful child. She was my very special little girl from the day I took her home. She was my companion, my best friend. I told her all my secrets. She stayed by my side constantly and at night, we always cuddled together. She would tenderly lick my face and hands until I was relaxed enough to fall asleep. At times when I was ill, she stayed beside me and didn't even care to leave for food (even when my other cat, Kapono, hollered he was hungry). Nani stayed beside me. She was my tiny shadow until a month before her 11th birthday when she started having a horrible cough. She had never been sick much in her life, so when the illness hit, I took it hard. She had heart failure.
In my worst nightmares, I never thought about the day we wouldn't be together. My sweet love would not be in my life much longer. There wasn't much the vets could do for her. They drained the fluid from around her heart once and it came back a couple days later. That weekend was the hardest in my life. I was losing her. My world had been brought to a halt. I swear it stopped spinning. I held my little girl as long as I could and cried my heart out as she slipped away. I cry as I write this. I remember our last day together. I took pictures of her and she actually enjoyed posing for me (prior to that, she had grown tired of having her picture taken). In bed, she licked me as if I were her baby, trying to comfort me for what was about to come.
The first night without her, she came to visit me. I felt her on the bed walking and I felt her jump against the side of the bed (as she did many times when playing). It was her way of saying goodbye. I left the bathroom faucet dripping for a month afterwards because I couldn't bare to turn it off. It was always Nani's private drinking fountain. I have other cats, but none will ever take the place of my little Nani girl. I miss her all the time. I will always miss her. I know I will never have that kind of love from a cat again.
I will never forget Princess Leinani. I know my angel still watches over me. I knew when she was ready for me to find another little shadow. I know it was her who steered me to a cat rescue in my town. That is when I met Miss Waikiki, my new little buddy. She was needing my love now.
Say hello to Rascal. Rascal belongs to Renee from Tuscaloosa, Alabama. Rascal, 14, and her sister were found in the middle of the road where someone just threw them out. Renee happened to come along and saw them. She stopped and the little things ran toward her. She just couldn't leave them there so they now reside with the rest of the critters at Renee's.
This is Riley. Little Riley is now deceased.
IN REMEMBRANCE OF RILEY - July, 2007 to October 3, 2007
On the death of our beloved pet, Riley:
Tragedy struck our family. We lost Riley to a terrible, terrible accident. She choked on her bone and we didn't know until it was too late.
She and I were the best of friends. It was love at first sight for me. I saw her in a picture and knew she was the one. She was so tiny and innocent. She brought so much love to our family. There are so many things we loved about her. She had the best eyes. I had no idea when we saw her picture that she had such neat eyes. She had one blue and one brown. Odd-eyed as some people referred to it. She was also the prettiest color of dark tan, or fawn. She had the neatest markings. A white stripe down her nose and around her neck like she had her own built in collar. She had four white feet, the front ones were more like she had socks on. And the tip of her tiny tail, too. When she greeted people she knew, she would get so-o-o excited. She would put her ears back and crouch down and wag that tail like she had never wagged it before. Her whole little behind would wiggle. She learned how to go up the stairs and was working on going down them. She would take about two steps then wait for you to come help her.
She loved it outside. She would lie on the deck and find the sun to keep her warm. Many times in the house she would do the same. She had her own little pink bed but preferred to kick Teri out of her bed. It was bigger. All she really wanted was to cuddle with her. She and Jessie loved each other. They enjoyed playing outside and inside. She would come back to me covered in Jessie slime. I had to give her baths so she didn't smell from Jessie's kisses.
My girls loved her. They loved to carry her and play with her. They loved to take care of her. Ty did as well. He did a lot of telling on her. If she had something she shouldn't he would let you know even if it was her bone or toy. He decided he too was big enough to pick her up even if that meant holding her in all kinds of ways. She loved to lay on my lap or shoulder at night when we would watch TV. She was doing really well at her potty training, too.
She also went to work with me. We both were very attached to each other. She rode on my lap to work and sat on my lap at work. But she had a purple bed that she loved. So she would go sleep in there but always had to have a little piece of me with her. She would pull one of my shoes, no matter how heavy, into the bed and sleep all cuddled up with it in there beside her. She would get all rowdy and play with her toys in that bed, too. She loved to run the office. She would follow me wherever I went, that was until she found cat food in a few different places around there. Then her attention went to that. She tried so hard to be friends with those cats in our office and even befriended Bo, another Chihuahua who comes to the office.