Kieva Bruinsma/Bueno
Oh our little Hemingway cat, you were always the first set of big green eyes to greet us upon coming home. We'll miss you playing with our fingers through the stairway slats. We'll remember you laying and moving with the sunrays by day, and chasing our hand shadows by night. We'll never forget how you would plop on demand and roll over playing "Precious" begging for treats. We'll miss how you alerted us to mail delivery, or the arrival of a visitor. You were our plastic bag licker, our "invisi-kitty", hiding in plain sight atop newspapers, relishing in delight when we'd pretend not to see you. We'll miss how you always seemed cold, always hanging out atop a radiator or the heater vents. We'll miss how we'd catch you purring, but we'd better not mention the word purr, because you would flip the purr switch to off. These are just a few of the wonderful and playful and sometimes very odd things that you did that amused us. We loved all of you escentricities, fickleness, and weirdness. They were all YOU, our 'Princess'.
The time has come to say goodbye to our Skitty Kitty, our Sixtoed Tuxedo, our beloved darling, and "Precious" Kieva. Even though you may not be physically here with us anymore, rest assured you're still playing and begging in our hearts and minds, and will live on there until we live no more.
Kieva,
You came into my life just eight short years ago. You were such a shy, nearly unapproachable little precious kitten. You blossomed into a wonderfully playful and independent adult cat. You would always come begging for your favorite treats, accepting them in your mittened paws while standing on your hinds. You began as a kitten that would stay just out of my reach, eventually moving closer over time to allow petting, albeit under your terms and just where you wanted to be touched. I'm going to miss the way you balanced yourself on my arm, cradled from my elbow to my hand, then when I asked you to be "precious" you would place your head in my hand. I wonder who's going to curl between my legs when I make a throw tent for her? I wonder who's going to be sleeping at the foot of the bed warming a spot for my feet and keeping my feet warm at night? I wonder who's going to greet me with a sweet meow from a screened window when I enjoy my morning coffee and puzzles on the deck? Or who's going to chase stray houseflies that happen to get indoors? Or who's going to chew the corner off of a newly purchased food bag, spilling kibbles on the floor? I'm sure you won't miss my serenades of "You Are My Sunshine" that I did a few times a week for you. It's odd how our personalities were almost parallel, almost mirroring each other. And they say simular beings couldn't get along, yet I feel we managed well enough. These are just a few of your antics and quirks that endeared yourself to me and for which I will be forever grateful.
That was Kieva... a cat with character and personality, that is what you were. Even though I'm deeply hurting inside now, I know in time all the memories will give me a warm fuzzy feeling of appreciation of having you enrich and enlighten my life. You blessed me with your presence and brought joy into my life, and for that I thank you. I love you and miss you terribly Skitty Kitty.
~~Jay
Kieva,
My "Missy Lee", "My BaBee", my "Special Girl", I miss you so much!! I loved the times you would lay on my chest while watching television, playing with your furry mice toys, and daily begging for Kieva snacks. I never could resist those cute little meows. I think Ill miss those most.
I am honored to have been part of your life, and at the same time I feel so empty that your gone. Loving you was so easy, I miss you, my "Missy Lee Kieva".
Brad
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