on September 22, 2007, muffie took her last breath with her me by her side petting her head. muffie lost her fight with cancer after only a short while. she was diagnosed with nasal lymphoma only a week before her death, and even chemo wasn't stopping it's aggressiveness. after a painful ordeal, the vet and i decided she needed to not suffer anymore...muffie was born sometime ago, perhaps fourteen years, as a little hood rat with her brother. after suffering a bullet wound and being left for dead, a kind woman took her in and fixed her up. she was then called ragamuffin. luckily, my mother found an ad in the paper for muffie and knew i would love to have a cat.i was a very lonely teenager, sort of a shut in, and needed a friend. muffie was brought home to me when i was fifteen. i remember how she was so scared she wouldnt sleep without me. but wouldnt sleep in the bed either. after listening to her cry for a few hours, i slept next to her on the floor.muffie had a certain flair. she loved to be adored, touched, and loved but only on her terms. she would never jump in yr lap or let you hold her. in fact, i was the only person who held muffie comfortably her whole life. muffie would ask for love, but she'd never beg. she didn't have to. people were just attracted to her, even those who hated cats.muffie talked a lot. she was always meowing. i swear one time i heard her say "hello" and "mom" but everyone thinks im crazy. i could actually have conversations with muffie. i would come home from work, find her waiting for me and say "hello muffie!" and she'd meow in response. then id ask how her day was, and get another meow. muffie also had a very proud, feminine walk. she held her head high and lifted one paw constantly.muffie and i were inseperably, even though she didn't like to admit it. my weekends away were met with constant meows heard by my roommates. and at night she'd crawl into bed with me after i fell asleep. as if she didn't want me to know that she wanted to sleep next to me.every hardship, tear, or problem, muffie was by my side to cheer me up. she never failed to make me laugh and to love me with her whole heart.she was a survivor, she saw it all. she moved numerous times. she battled blindness for one month. she never gave up.she was the most intelligent, and beautiful cat i have ever seen. and i don't think i could ever have a connection with any animal like i had with her. she was my heart and soul, my everything. she was the reason i woke up and the reason i came home. she kept me sane, and shared all my good times. i remember so many times her looking at me like i was crazy when i would dance happily around the house.she talks a lot.
she has a lot to say.
she sleeps alot.
shes just too old to play.
her fur is white.
her fur is also black.
dont be confused.
shes just a panda cat.
MUFFIE FOREVER RIP!
always in my heart.
