Scrap Time

Today I am celebrating the life of my cat Sprout!! This afternoon she had a heart attack, ending her 17 1/2 years. She had a long, happy and healthy life and I wanted to remember the happy moments we shared together.

Sprout and I got together in the Summer of 1994, just after I graduated from University. Like all kittens, she was so sweet, cute and cuddly. She would fall asleep in your arms. She used to sit in one of my plants while eating the other plant, yet both plants thrived.

For Halloween I dressed her up as a vampire. She was a good sport and stayed a little bit to greet the kids and hand out candy.

She loved to play. I used to play laser tag with her and make her run up and down the stairs. Or she would run down the hall and run into the wall. She also liked to play ball and could catch it in the air, after a bounce.

She used to hang out in the sink, even though the faucet would drip on her.

She always liked bags. Whenever I would bring home my shopping, she would be in the bag before I could unpack it.

Christmas time was also enjoyable. When we had real trees she would hang out inside the tree. When she was a kitten, I walked into the living room right when she was leaping out from the middle of the tree.

And she always enjoyed her Christmas visits to Grandma’s. This past Christmas she enjoyed quiet time away from Zowie, some delicious Turkey and sleeping by the heating vents.

She was always helpful. Needing to help me sew or create or type on the computer. You knew she would be right there.

She outlived Spencer, who died at age 7. The two of them loved this cat video. Sprout would jump on top of the tv hoping to catch the birds as they flew off the screen.

Or lie up there just because it was comfortable.

Sprout wasn’t always thin. She was pudgy for a while, but put herself on a diet. Every time I opened the fridge she would want the tops of the carrots.

When I would do photo shoots she was there waiting for her picture to be taken.

She was a spoiled kitty. She loved this house!

When Gemma arrived she was her protector. She would lie outside Gemma’s room during nap time, so no one would be allowed in (other than Mommy & Daddy).

I always found it humourous when they were both the same size and would hang out together.

Sprout would continue to hang out with Gemma for quite a while.

I loved watching the 2 of them interact.

She was always a good cat and never hurt Gemma even if she was under attack.

But during the last 3 weeks her health started to decline. She started to only eat a little at a time. She would only stay upstairs, mostly in Gemma’s room. Then her legs started giving out on her. She got laryngitis. She had Kidney Disease and a heart problem. It was no surprise that she died, but it is always sad to lose someone that has been with you for so long. I was with her, holding her paws through it all. I made sure for the past 3 weeks to give her lots of love and make her purr every day. She will be greatly missed in our family.

And to make this post partially related to scrapbooking and memory keeping, I want to mention that I was able to scan all of these photos using my Flip Pal so I could share them with you today.