With a very sad heart, I write this. Sunday, May 28 Kato crossed over the Rainbow Bridge. He left us 15 years of wonderful memories. We are both hurtings. His heart gave out. Heart problems occur in the breed, but never shows any signs of it.

How will I remember the day he became a family member. Bob picked him up and carried him out a car. I had in my lap in the two hours from Boise to Fort Running Near East of Mountain home. It was at night and the car lights shone into the car. He was a very frightened cat and he slept on my shoulder that night. The next morning he refused the strange food but his curiosity took over.


Kato at four months curious about what I am doing. He shook his head to say “You don’t expect to eat that?

After a trip back to Boise to find out what he had been eating, to pick up his papers and a stopped at Petsmart to buy litter, please harness, etc he begins to settle into his new environment. It was great to watch him learn about new things. Being outdoors was a new thing to him. At, first he didn’t know what think about it, he soon decided it was fun. I can remember watching a mountain bluebird perched on the satellite dish thing I need to catch that.

At first, we thought he was shy but wasn’t the case. He was cautious. If it was a new experience, he would go to his safe place and watch until felt safe.

He traveled with us in the Shorthair for the first six years of his life. He taught the crate but would settle down and sleep while we were driving. He begins to recognize the RV parks to which we went and had his favorites. I know of at least three times we might have lost him had we not been watching.

On his first trip, we visited a friend and there were a number new scents for him. His first encounter with a dog. It was a Brittany called Nugent who wanted play. Nugent wouldn’t leave him alone. Kato was hunting and you didn’t bother him whenever he hunted. Kato waited until Nugent was asleep and went over a raise his par with the claw out and tough Nugent’s. Nugent left him alone after that. He was not afraid of any dogs and could stop farm dogs with just a look.

Nex,t we stopped at a park in Washington state. Driving into the park noticed all the bird feeder out and a lot of chipmunks running around. Parking in a secluded spot we felt he couldn’t get in trouble. We put him on his leash within 5 minutes he was back inside with his chipmunk. Bob took the chipmunk away. He hadn’t killed it and released it. We thought Kato was locked the motorhome. Boy, he was angry, he stumped around. After awhile, I noticed it was quiet. Kato had found an open window and was gone. At dust that evening he decided to return. He learned not being his catches back to us as he lost them.

Here are some of his kitten pictures.

Kato never learned to play. Hunting was his life. He would check out you and would check out first. He didn’t care much for catnip. The only treat He would eat was the frozen dried salmon and chicken. He loved to tease and his memory was long. Angry at someone, he would knock something off the counter with person scent.

He took the move in a home without a problem. He insisted on a walk every day. That was no problem. He didn’t like the move from the one bedroom apartment to our current one. His scent ability was outstanding. He was as good as our German Short hair and they could air scent a mile away.Kato knew the scent of anyone who passed by the apartment, a stranger he would let us know.

He was a special cat who left us with many good memories.

About bettylouise31 Member of NetGalley and Edelweiss Senior Citizen and been reading and sharing my thoughts on books most of my life. I read for my pleasure. I have been married for over 60 years. We have a Bengal Cat, Kato. Interests include reading, dogs, cats, gardening, knitting, crocheting. I have a strong interest in North American native plants. A word on my reviews. Books review are from my public library, brought, many from Netgalley, a few from Edelweiss, occasionally from an author or from friends. The opinions are my own. I represent no publisher, author or any other source​. My reviews can be found on Amazon, Tumblr, Goodreads, Google+, and Twitter. I have no Facebook account. Thanks for reading my blog.
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16 Responses to MEMORIES OF KATO – R.I.P

  1. I’m so sorry…. Big hugs to you.

  2. I am so very sorry. Our pets are part of the family, and it hurts to lose them, especially if it’s unexpected. My thoughts are with you both.

  3. mysm2000 says:

    May your wonderful memories comfort you both. Our pets are truly family members and nothing can replace them.

  4. DailyMusings says:

    Oh Betty Louise I am so very sorry- I know the heartbreak of losing our beloved cats and dogs- sending a hug to you. They touch us and stay within our hearts forever

  5. Nancy says:

    What a wonderful, sweet member of the family. He will be so missed.

  6. Corina says:

    Awww. I’m so sorry about Kato. Your memories of him will keep him alive for a long time.

  7. bmary8222 says:

    I’m so sorry Betty. I bet you and Bob are heartbroken. You will always have your memories.

  8. lghiggins says:

    Betty, I of course knew this post was coming up. I looked forward to reading about Kato and at the same time I did not want get to this post. I want you to know that I think this is an absolutely beautiful tribute to your friend Kato. You shared his life with you and all the things that make him so special. He blessed your lives as you blessed his. May your sweet memories of him ease your sadness and grief.

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