In Memory Of


April, 2011

Pawsy was a medium-hair tabby, with beautiful green eyes, soft fur, and a thick, bushy tail. He came to us as a young adult, and had the FIV virus.

Pawsy used to belong to a local attorney, who found him as a stray. She wasn't sure if she would keep him when she learned he had FIV, but she decided to after she learned that it is a manageable condition, and such cats can live a nearly normal life.

But after she had him for around 5 months, she took him to the vet to be put down because he had bitten her and her 5-year-old daughter. The vet told her to call Animal Control to have him picked up, but a friend of hers heard of his situation and arranged for him to come to Journey's End.

For the first few days after he arrived, he was very depressed; he wouldn't eat and would tremble when he was picked up. But soon he began to feel at home. He was given outdoor privileges because he loved being outside, although we always brought him in at night.

Pawsy was very friendly, affectionate, and playful, and he enjoyed lap time. He would come trotting over, almost running, when he saw people he knew. Sometimes he would give little bites while purring and being petted or while playing with his human friends, but he was a real sweetheart and never hurt anyone. (The vet told us such biting is just a reflex in cats and is not a sign of aggression.)

Everyone who knew Pawsy loved him. There were a lot of broken hearts at Journey's End when he passed away.