I've owned cats all my life but none as special as Ginger. My neighbor gave her to me and my housemates because he no longer had time to care for her. Ginger had a choice of 6 people in the house and she chose me. For this, I tried to give her the best life I possibly could.

Ginger loved going outdoors. She was a stray before my neighbor rescued her; nonetheless, she was a very good-natured cat who avoided confrontation with other cats. I thought it would be cruel to deprive her of something she enjoyed so much, so I allowed her to be an indoor/outdoor cat. She had the best of both worlds; a loving family, food, shelter, toys, as well as freedom.

Back when she was younger she would catch rats and bring them to me. I always thanked her for the gift and, without her looking, disposed of them. It always amazed me how smart she was; she would go outside and sometimes even disappear for a day or two, but she always came back. All my neighbors knew her and found her adorable. She would sit on the porch and greet passers-by by meowing and rubbing against them, always making them smile. When I adopted my second cat (Minna Malee) as a kitten, I trained her to give high fives for food, and tried to train her to walk on a leash to no avail. I didn't bother trying to train Ginger because I thought she was too old to be trained. One day, I jokingly held my hand up to her and said "high five," the way I did for my other cat. To my utter amazement, Ginger gave high five! What's more, I put the leash on her and she walked like it was the most normal thing in the world!

We had so many great years together. Ginger, the apple of my eye… For this reason I called her My Precious. Always in my heart.


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Wow! she was sooooo beautiful, God Bless her always, sorry she is not around fisically any more but am sure in the espiritual world she is all over you, Bless, Buster and Jorge

It's easy for me to see why you call Ginger your "Precious." She is pawsitively beautiful.

May the memories you and Ginger made together stay alive and well in your heart forever. This is the treasure they leave with us when they must go. Each day we have with our loved ones is such a special gift.

Stay warm in the sunshine when you think of times spent with your precious Ginger.

Ginger seemed like a WONDERFUL cat just like my Sissy. I see we both have been missing them for the same number of days. Sounds like you gave her a great life. My Sissy was also an indoor/outdoor cat. Mostly in tho. She hardly ever went down by the road. God must have had a special calling for her to have taken her from me. I too have put a cat to sleep because of medical reasons many years ago. I don't remember the pain being as bad. I grieved but not like this. I am afraid I will forget the sound of her meow and her smell. Thank You for sharing with me. You are a comfort. May we both get through these tough times of missing our great loved ones.

I'd say the apple of your eye was a peach.

Ginger's story touches me so much, not only because she was a sweet, beautiful, innocent thing who, like all our babies deserved to live, and be loved forever. But also because I know that crf is going to take my dear old BK. from me. Just as 15 yrs ago it took my heart-cat, Mephistopheles ( aka Fleas). He was 17. When I lost him I felt the Earth had shifted on it's axis. I know how you feel about Ginger.

I share your tears,
Dayna

What a beautiful tribute to Ginger...I just love all the pictures of her and all your others.

I enjoyed your story about "high five". I just wondered on one of the pictures, I thought of that when I saw her back leg go up...it looks like she could give a "high five" from there too. Really looks precious

This is a wonderful area to tell us more stories about Ginger and post more pictures. It always amazes me when I see a picture of these special ones...the way they look into the camera so directly....except we know they are really looking at us cause they know we are behind that lens and so they are looking straight into our eyes...which are looking into theirs.

I find it really helps to post the pictures and tell some stories about my Little Guy and his 2 siblings. It is a way of keeping in touch with them even though we know they are in our hearts forever.

So...when you have time...more stories and more pictures, please.