In Memoriam

 

À la douce mémoire de nos chéris disparus

Cette section est dédiée à rendre hommage à nos fidèles amis disparus qui ont partagé notre vie et apporté du soleil dans notre quotidien.

 

Gone but not forgotten

This section is reserved to our friends that we've lost, may their souls be in peace.

Théo

Théo, un gentil chat tabby, est arrivé dans les environs, début septembre 2009. Il était maigre et portait des cicatrices témoins des agressions qu’il avait vécues. Une bénévole du Refuge pour chats l’a recueilli et l’a amené chez le vétérinaire. Malheureusement, Théo avait la leucémie, une maladie très contagieuse chez les chats. Il a malheureusement dû être euthanasié.

Nous espérons avoir réussi à lui donner un peu de bonheur et de réconfort au cours de sa trop courte vie.

L'équipe du Refuge.

Grisoux

Grisoux nous a malheureusement quittés le 8 fevrier 2008.Grisoux a été secouru par une famille du refuge alors quil venait de passer un autre dur hiver a se battre pour sa survie.Il était un ange venu de nulle part,avec son petite face adorable,il nous aura donne d'innonbrables moments de bonheur dans les derniers mois de sa vie.Malheureusement la vie dehors avait déja fait ses nombreux ravages.Grisoux nous aura finalement quitté avec deux choses qu'il n'aura jamais connu durant toute sa vie de matou: de l'amour et des soins digne de sa jolie apparence.De l'importance des refuges comme celui de Verdun. Nous nous souviendrons longtemps de toi mon grisoux!

On t'aime fort,

ta première famille d'accueuil.

Kate

In the three short months Kate was in this world, she brought joy and love to her foster mom and to her sister and brother.  She was a beautiful kitten, gentle, playful and at night she would curl up beside me in the compang of her siblings.  Their collective purr was a soothing sound to help me fall asleep.  She took sick quite suddenly and I was unable to get her to a clinic in time to save her life.  I will remember her sweet face and gentle ways and will consol myself with the knowledge that another kitten will take her place in my home until it finds a permanent and loving home.

Guénille

Guénille était une petite chatte tout à fait mignonne.  Elle aimait se faire prendre et flatter la bedaine.  Guénille était d’une douceur et d’une gentillesse hors du commun.  Pendant sa courte vie, elle a su donner beaucoup de bonheur et d’amour autour d’elle.  Nous l’avons aimé énormément  et penserons souvent à elle.

 

L'équipe du Refuge.

Croustille

Notre douce et belle Croustille est décédée en janvier 2006 quelques semaines après avoir été recueillie par un bénévole du Refuge.  Sa mort reste un mystère pour le Refuge puisqu'elle semblait en pleine forme quelques jours plus tôt!

 

L'équipe du Refuge.

Dylan

Dylan -- this wonderful little cat had a short life -- far too short. He was taken in by the refuge and appeared to be doing very well -- playing with his little room mate, his toys and enjoying his food. Then, all of a sudden he became listless and almost immobile and before his appointment at the vets, he was gone. I know that he is in kitty heaven and that he has left a place here on earth for another cat who also needs a loving home. I will miss him and will always wonder if I could have done more for him. Good night my furry little friend. Your foster mom.

Dorothy

Dorothy was a little cat who never guite got over her fear of humans after living on the street for such a long time. She gave birth to two sweet kittens who were adopted through the refuge and are now living in loving homes so her did leave a legacy and her short life was not entirely in vain. We wished we could have saved her but it was not to be. We will remember her, though, for a long time to come.

Guenille

Tu es passée beaucoup trop rapidement dans ma vie. Je t'ai aimée tout de suite quand je t'ai vue. Malheureusement, l'opération aura été trop difficile pour toi. Tu as laissé un grand vide à la maison. Jack te cherchait partout. Je ne t'oublierai jamais, tu étais tellement douce et calme. Je garderai toujours une place pour toi dans mon coeur. Repose-toi bien!

Willis

This beautiful young cat was found injured on the street and a kindly resident of Verdun asked the shelter to look after him and he would be his foster family. Willis was treated for his injuries and seemed to be recovering well when he suddenly became very ill. His charming little face, gentle manners and loving nature endeared him to his foster family who are grieving his loss but can console themselves with the knowledge that he had a few happy months off the streets, knowing what it was like to be loved and cherished and protected in a safe haven. Goodnight sweet Willis. We will see you in our dreams.

Lili

À la mémoire de Lili
To the loving memory of Lili (1618)

 

L'équipe du Refuge.

Merlin (1487)

Cher petit amour,

Ton départ m'a grandement peinée. Il me réconforte toutefois de savoir qu'après avoir été abandonné et vécu dans le froid et dans la faim, tu as pu connaître pendant quelques mois la chaleur et la tendresse d'un foyer aimant.
Ton passage dans ma vie restera à jamais gravé dans mon coeur.

Louise

Minette (1741)

J'ai pris soin de toi pendant plusieurs mois à l'extérieur, et le refuge a aidé tes chatons en leur trouvant une famille d'accueil aimante pour prendre soin d'eux. J'aurais voulu te sauver, mais il était déjà trop tard puisque tu étais malade. Tu auras passé une nuit à l'intérieur chez-moi, et je t'ai offert mes caresses. Tu étais craintive, mais pas agressive, car tu savais que je voulais t'aider. Je me souviendrai de toi Minette, avec tes jolis gants de boxeuse, que tu as offert en héritage à plusieurs de tes chatons. Je te promets de leur trouver une famille adoptive où ils seront heureux, protégés et aimés. J'espère que tu t'amuses à chasser toutes les souris que tu veux au paradis des chats, comme tu aimais tant le faire.
Nathalie Montesano
Bénévole au Refuge pour chats de Verdun

Dali

À la mémoire de Dali
To the loving memory of Dali (1648)

 

L'équipe du Refuge.

Frank (1615)

Frank, my little tabby, was a wonderful little kitty who never got a chance to grow into a big, strong beautiful cat, as he became very ill and we could not save him. He was one of four fine kittens who have lived at my foster home since early this summer. His two brothers are black and white but his little sister, Betty, is the spitting image of Frank -- minus the little white tip on his tail. These two were always together, playing with each other or snuggled up together, dozing the hours away. Frank was close to being adopted but the day his future family came to visit he hid in an unknown place till they finally went away, promising to come back at a later date. Perhaps Frank simply didn't want to leave her without his beloved sister. In any case, since he became sick so suddenly, it was probably a blessing that he hadn't found his way into someone elses heart, leaving them heartbroken and very, very sad when he passed away. I love you Frank and I promise to look after your little sister and I think of you each time I play with and cuddle Betty.

Bijou

Mon Bijou, mon Ange comme j’aimais t’appeler affectueusement, tu nous a quitté sans prévenir le 6 mars 2009, beaucoup trop tôt et toujours aussi beau comme un ange alors que tu n’avais que 6 ans.

Trouvé abandonné à l’extérieur à l’âge de 7 mois, nous t’avons accueilli sans hésiter dans notre famille et nous avons eu cinq années de bonheur et d’amour avec toi.

Nous nous souviendrons de toi par ta beauté et ta grâce, ta bonne humeur, ta générosité et tes beaux grands yeux. Nous avons perdu un grand ami et Frileux s’ennuiera sans toi. On t’aimera toujours, tu nous manqueras énormément et nous penserons souvent à toi qui vit maintenant paisiblement au paradis des chats.

Adieu mon bébé XXX

Nathalie, Pierre, Frileux, Doudoune et Bandit

Cliff

This wonderul, beautiful cat was born on the streets and, unfortunatley, died on the streets too, hit by a car just a few steps from his home. Cliff was a truly free spirit and that was the underlying cause of his demise. He was always ready and waiting each time I opened the patio door to the back yard and he was out like a flash despite my efforts to block his path. He never ventured far away, however, and was always home for his dinner after which he would usually be content to stay inside, curl up beside me if I was watching TV and purring to show his happiness. The last time was different, however, and when he did not come back in his usually timely fashion, I began to worry and did a door drop of his picture to every house on my block. This resulted in a phone call from a concerned neighbour who had witnessed his demise who wanted me to know what happened so I could begin to accept the fact that he wasn't coming home. I wish I could have been more vigilent and have kept him safe from the hazards of the street. He was a stunning cat -- bright eyed, loving and a joy to have had in my home for many months. I will always remember him from the time I brought him and his siblings to my home until the last time I stroked his glorious coat and heard his loud and appealing purr. Goodby my sweet Cliff.
His foster mom

Beethoven

À la mémoire de Beethoven
To the loving memory of Beethoven

 

His foster mom.

Eddie

Eddie was the most beautiful little kitten I ever had the privilege of fostering in my home but her life was much, much too short.
Soon after she came to my place with her brother and sister after being rescued from the street where they were born, she became very ill and several trips to the vet failed to save her. Our last trip was early on a Sunday morning and she was near death as we drove to the emergency clinic.. There were tears in my eyes as I feared the worst outcome and when little Edie went into convulsions, we knew the end was near and she was quietly put to sleep. I try to remember her as she was when she first came to me, a little fluff ball, full of fun and with the most endearing little face one could imagine and I can only hope that the short time she was with me was a happy one for her because it was most certainly a joy for me. My sweet Edie, I will miss you forever.
Your foster mom.

Bibi

Je me souviens du jour où je t'ai vu et que j'ai décidé d'être ta famille d'accueil.
Avec le temps, je me suis attachée à toi, et je t'ai adoptée en te promettant que je prendrais soin de toi et que jamais je ne t'abandonnerais. Tu venais toujours me jaser ça avec ta petite binette et tu aimais quand je te berçais. Malheureusement, tu avais des problèmes de santé et nos ballades chez le vétérinaire étaient monnaie courante. Puis, en peu de temps, tu es devenue très malade. Alors j'ai dû faire un choix tellement difficile: celui de ne pas être égoïste et te laisser aller. À chaque jour, je penseà toi et je te remercie d'être passée dans ma vie. N'oublie pas ce que je t'ai murmuré avant que tu ne partes ''là-haut, tu seras un petit ange qui veillera sur moi.''

Merci Bibi, ma petite gourmande!