RIP Izzie

Izzie, once the kitten I got from the vet technician when I was four and a half quickly turned into an old man. Eighteen years later, he lays to rest. Within the hour that I brought four new 3 week-old kittens home to save, he breathed for the last time and peacefully passed in my mother's arms. Luckily for the four kittens, 400 less fleas later with full bellies of milk, they were saved in the name of Izzie. Such a small stepping stone is a small gift to him. His gift to my family far exceeds what I will ever be able to return. While the kitties lay asleep, clean with bellies full, I know Izzie is smiling down, teaching them the ways of perfection.

RIP Izzie 1992-11.15.2010

The best guy a family could evey hope for.