Mollie was planned. I went to the shelter to adopt. She had been brought there with her litter. A young boy ahead of me adopted her last kitten. I couldn’t believe my luck. She was beautiful, just under 2 years old and tiny. Why would someone take her to the shelter? I worried that she had behavioral issues but that wasn’t the case.
Although scared at first, it didn’t take long for her to come out. She had been socialized young and liked people. She adored Jake, the senior cat. Best of all Jake liked her too. She quickly became the alpha cat claiming the main bed (prime real estate for a cat). She learned how to push Jake who was twice her size off the bed. He didn’t seem to mind.
Within a few days of adoption she came down with a respiratory illness and gave it to Jake. They both spent 5 days at the vet. She needed to be spayed but I wanted to give her some time to recover. Unfortunately the first day they were home, we were watching TV with Jake laying on the top of the sofa. She came sashaying out like hussy. She swung her tail to the side to show him her luscious butt and caterwauled so loudly that he put his paw over his head.
Jake had been neutered early. We couldn’t decide if the episode embarrassed him or he was ashamed that he couldn’t perform. She was spayed within the week. Seven pounds of caterwauling cat is loud.
She found bunny who was her lifelong friend. Bunny came here attached to a gift. Mollie took her everywhere. It wasn’t unusual to find Bunny in a hallway, a bathroom or a porch.
Three months later, realizing that Jake was too old to play with her, we adopted Hazel. Hazel came from a feral litter and was not socialized. She was fearful of people and spent two weeks under a bed. It was Mollie who coaxed her out and helped settle her down. For a long time they were besties, always together.
Mollie also greeted Morgan when she joined us and Sasha too. She administered the occasional head womps when necessary. Sasha thought Mollie was her mom. Mollie just rolled her eyes.
She was a great cat. She was very healthy until she wasn’t. She lived 16 years which isn’t too shabby. She was by far the most beautiful cat I’ve ever had but she also had a happy disposition. She’ll always be with us in our hearts.
Mollie sounds like she was the perfect cat.
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She really was. No bad habits. Happy and friendly.
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Such a sweet and beautiful girl! You are right that she will always be with you. Our loved fur babies never really leave us. A always, HUGS!
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Because she was so small (7 lbs.) and young looking, I’m having a hard time accepting that she was an old cat. I don’t know where the years went.
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I know what you mean! It does fly by.
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Nice!
i really injoy it. all pictures is really outstanding.
Thanks for sharing us.
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Thanks for stopping by.
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So sorry, Kate. I recently read your post about Mollie’s death. She was definitely a beauty!! I’ll miss seeing pix of her on your blog.
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Thanks. She’s been here so long that it’s hard to believe she’s gone.
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What a beautiful girl she was! She was so lucky to have found your home.
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We both were lucky. A perfect fit all the way around.
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She really was a beauty both in looks and in personality. Sending warm thoughts of comfort your way. 😻
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Thanks.
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There was nothing but love in that beautiful face. She had a great life after the shelter, because of you.
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She did. She ran this place with kindness. Always inclusive to a new interloper.
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That last pic of Mollie is beautiful. You humans were so lucky to have her!! And I’m sure she felt the same way. Hugs.
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We were very lucky. I can’t believe she’s gone.
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I think I will see my kitty family in Heaven one day. I hope they’re the first ones to greet me! Hugs.
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❤
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She was a beautiful cat, with very striking coloring.
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She was an with the long hair, the colors glistened.
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Mollie was a love. She had a lot of fans out here in bloggoland. Sweet and oh so photogenic.
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Thanks! She’d love to know she was a star.
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Mollie’s coloring and long hair did indeed make her a beautiful cat. I have only known one person with a long-haired cat, a friend of the family who had a Persian named Princess. A very spoiled Princess whose name suited her. She was an “only cat” and the apple of her owner’s eye as all beloved pets are. I love the story of Bunny and carrying her around.
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Sasha is long haired and I had another one a while back. They shed more but are beautiful.
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Hi, Kate – This is a very moving tribute to a very beautiful cat (inside and out).
Thank you for sharing this with us.
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Thanks for keeping me company on my journey.
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Such a sweet story.
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Thanks. She was a sweetheart.
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What beautiful photos and what a wonderful tribute to your Mollie. Keeping the memories close in your heart helps with losses of kitties, but it’s always just plain hard. Hugs and sympathy.
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Thanks.
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How sweet that Mollie coaxed Hazel out from hiding. She sounds like she was good with other cats. She surely is a beauty. Her face reminds me of a gray main coon we had when we were newlyweds. Someone found him in the parking lot of where I worked, and I took him home when no one else there wanted him.
This is a lovely tribute to Mollie. How are the other cats? Do they notice the change, especially Sasha?
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Hard to say. Morgan is more clingy. Sasha is still very active. When I would spend time with Mollie, Sasha would jump up on the bed too. I got her to jump on the bed for a brushing but she doesn’t go there like she used to. Gracie I don’t see anything.
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What a marvelous post, put together with love!
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Thanks. It’s therapy for me.
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Mollie was obviously special and was meant to inspire love. You were both made for each other for whatever length of time. And the memories will never completely fade away.
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We’ll always remember her for sure.
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It’s interesting how some pets (in my case my cat Skeeta of long ago), can endear themselves to us and stay in our memories seemingly forever. Mollie had a good life with you, and who could possibly want more than that? 🙂
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I would have liked a longer life but I take what I can.
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You have so many happy memories with her:) She was beautiful. The photo with the bunny is so sweet.
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Thanks. She was a great cat.
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She was a beauty with a lovely disposition. How often do you get that combination?! And 16! I haven’t been able to get any pet to that ripe old age. Very impressive.
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Jake and Lacy were 18 so I really felt like I failed Mollie. She was so healthy according to her ultrasound and bloodwork (except for the blood glucose) that I was sure she’d make 20.
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Oh, that’s rough. I felt like I failed Monster at 15, partly because multiple vets missed some clues, and then a young white male vet talked me out of what turned out to be the right medication. When I finally insisted, she was too far gone to save. I swore that would never happen again. When a female Korean-AMerican vet opened her”Cats Only” clinic a mile away, I was all over that for Boss Cat.
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I go to a cats only vet too. My vet missed congestive heart disease and a gigantic abdominal tumor on Hazel. I would have thought you could hear the CHF with the stethoscope but obviously not.
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She sounds like she was a wonderful addition. Very pretty too.
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She was a perfect cat.
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I laughed at the “office” picture of her maintaining the paper pile and the elegant greeting bow. Such a beauty
We had a bit of loud caterwauling last night outside and went out to find 2 cats – one glaring at the other – perched in a tree. At least they had enough sense to get up in the tree where they can always leap to the roof for safety if necessary.We told Molly they were OK and to just head to the back of the house where it was quieter.
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Mating season! Life goes on!
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Wonderful share, Kate. Mollie was a good fit for you all . . . and she kept the younguns in line!
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🙂 I always thought she was one of the younguns.
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She was beautiful Kate, and your post is a lovely tribute. Great pictures.
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Thanks. They were mostly old happy pictures.
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A lot of the ones of Maggie are older pictures. her coat has always been shiny, but not as much as it was when she was about 2. You could almost see your face in it.
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In the last 6 months Mollie coat got thinner and coarser. When she had a bad bout, she would groom as much either. Sweet old gal. When she was a young’un, she was silky and so thick.
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Bless her.
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A beautiful tribute… but I don’t know how you walked into a shelter. I know better than to trust me for that.
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I don’t walk in a shelter anymore. The last time I went to drop off towels, I walked out with Morgan so my husband drops off donations. I got Gracie from a rescue via picture in the newspaper and Sasha was being fostered by a friend so no trip to any place housing cats. Hazel was adopted from a rescue through PetSmart.
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What a wonderful tribute to sweet Mollie, Kate. ❤ Your photos are fantastic!
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Thanks. Some of the older ones were taken with my old camera which isn’t as crisp as my new camera. (Or is it that the user wasn’t as crisp? 🙂 )
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Mollie had personality and was so pretty. You were lucky to find her and be able to give her a good home. The bunny is sweet. We all need a friend.
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Only Mollie and Morgan have “friends.” Morgan has a small piece of fleece that she carries around and Mollie had bunny. Sometimes Mollie would argue with bunny and we could hear it throughout the house. So funny!
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She is in some other people’s hearts too. Thanks for sharing these pictures of Mollie. She was lovely and just the sweetest little girl♥ I love that she adored Jake. A beautiful remembrance with your words and photos.
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Thanks. Getting along with Jake was key because the old cat we had before her did not. I had to separate them. I wasn’t sure if it was Jake or the old cat (who was never a friendly cat). Fortunately it wasn’t Jake. He got along with every other cat that came into this house. She was a sweetie.
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She certainly had a great fluffy butt for sashing. 🤣 poor old Jake.
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Other than the sound of caterwauling 2 ft from your ear, it was hysterical. We were convinced that Jake was clueless about sex.
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What a sweet tribute to a wonderful cat! I’m so glad she got the perfect home with you.
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I feel so lucky that I got such a perfect cat. I had two old cats prior besides Jake who had passed. One was rescued from a friend. The cat just followed her home but didn’t get along with her existing two cats. Lacey barely got along with anyone so when Mollie was so easy going, I was convinced I won the lottery. All my cats since have been laid back and you know I adopt whoever needs a home.
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that was a wonderful tribute to a wonderful pet… and touching… we smiled with tears…
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As long as you smiled. I’m working on being upbeat.
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Lovely recollections of a beautiful and special “child of the heart”…….it’s hard – and always will be – but isn’t it great you have such gorgeous photos of her. Very special. Hugs from me….
Pam
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I have a lot of pictures of her. When I was looking them over for this post, I could see the change. I believe she started not feeling great last summer but it went undetected. She even went through a vet check (including blood tests) with nothing showing up. Compared to my 18 lb. Hazel, she was a featherweight!
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They are masters of disguise when it comes to not feeling great but we Moms learn the signs. 🙂 Anyone is a featherweight compared to my 22 pounder!
Hugs, Pam
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OMG! 22 lbs.! He definitely with the heavyweight competition! My biggest was Hazel at her biggest — 18 lbs. She wasn’t a large framed cat and she just looked…well…overly fluffy.
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Teddy is LONG, has a big old head, and while his vet says he’s not overweight for his size he doesn’t want him to get any BIGGER so he’s on weight maintenance prescription diet! When I have to pick him up – well – you can finish that sentence however you want! 🙂 🙂 Oh my achin’ back!
Hugs, Pam
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Jake was a large framed cat. At his biggest he was also 18 lbs. but appeared lean. Sure glad I don’t have to wrestle Teddy into a carrier!
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