Bringing her to the Vet, I had her cleaned up, shots given and within a week, her little body just rejected the treatment. She passed away within a week’s trip to the Vet. Furious, angry at me and the vet I made the error of trying to help too much, too fast.

Dhorstp was cremated and her remains are in a beautiful cat sculpture and she is with me every day and night. Upon my death, she will along with the other two, be buried with me and my remains when the Lord calls me.

I will forever remember her sleeping right by my head. Even in her last hours, she struggled to live. My heart still is heavy with grief as I recall her in this memorial. I do not have friends, so these creatures are my family whom I adore.

Dhorstp was a reminder to me of what it means to care of someone or something other than myself. What joy I have knowing that at least she did not die alone, but in my arms. It gives me peace knowing that although in body she is not present, her spirit lays close by all the time. And I pray she knows how much I loved her even in the short time she was here with me.

In memory, Dhorstep My Friend and Companion.