There will never be another cat like Peanut Butter and I don’t know how I’m going to get through the day.

I adopted Peanut Butter whose original name was Orchid on 10/8/2021 at the Ten Lives Shelter in Blasdell NY. Peanut Butter was transported from North Carolina. She was in a kill shelter and going to be Euthanized so someone from Buffalo NY went and got her and other cats and transported them Ten Lives. She was placed in foster homes and returned back to the shelter most likely because she didn’t like other cats. My brother had passed away at the age of 27 leaving behind his 2 cats. When his cats passed away it left me heartbroken because they were a piece of him. I went to Ten Lives to adopt a cat that looked just like his cat only to find out someone had adopted her already. That is when I met Orchid who is now Peanut Butter. They said she had been here a long time. Next to Orchid was Penelope. They were both from different states but looked so much a like. I knew I wanted to adopt them both. I was destined to be their Mom. It was rough in the beginning but they learned to love each other and be friends. They rescued me and I rescued them.

Let me tell you about my best friend. She’d greet me at the door when I came home. She would be sleeping upstairs and the minute I’d go downstairs she’d come running down to see what I was doing. The minute I would have to call a customer (I work from home), she’d coming running up the stairs and put her head in my face and tap my arm. Sometimes she’d lay down on my arm. She knew I would get the food and treats out for her so she wouldn’t cry. She loved her tunnels and would sleep in them at night. She’d come out around 1 am and would stay up watching to make sure no one came in the room. Her snoring would be so loud. She was very territorial and would wipe the walls, blankets, beds with her paws to let us know she’s here and everything is hers. She loved dropping her toys in the water bowl and then tipping it over. She would use my bed as a zip line to pull herself from one end to the other. She would catch treats with her paws and sometimes with her mouth. She’d bring me mice and springs. I’d always tell her how proud I was of her. She’d let me tuck her into bed. She hated getting her paws dirty so after she’d go in the litter box she’d pound her paws against the wall and it would be so loud the walls would vibrate and the floor would shake. I’d get so mad because she’d stink up the room. She always knew she got her dental food at 7 am so she would sit on my desk and cry until I got up. She knew how to push my buttons by attacking her sisters and I’d have to get out the water bottle. When we would tell her that’s not nice, stop doing that she’d talk back to us. Every night I’d say Peanut Butter are you ready to go to bed and she’d cry and talk back to me like she’s been ready an hour ago. If I was watching tv and it was 10 pm she’d start crying non stop because she wanted to go to bed. She’d block the stairs so no one could go up the stairs. If I had food she’d jump up on my chair and put her paw on my arm like come on give me some. I’d tell her you can’t have this you’ll get sick and she’d say ok and jump down. Every night we would play cards and she would sit at the table with us. She hated being picked up but she would let me pick her up to give her hugs and kisses. If I got out the fishing pole she’d lay in the middle of the floor so the other cats couldn’t play because she wanted to play with the toy. She loved her wet food and would climb up my leg and cry because I wasn’t opening it fast enough. After she ate hers she would try to eat everyone elses food. Everytime I would go the bathroom she would be waiting by the door for when I came out because she wanted a belly rub. She would then go over by the toilet to smell me and I’d look at her and say really can’t I have some privacy. She loved the smell of soap and after washing my hands she would wrap her paws around my arm so she could smell my hands. I have so many wonderful memories. I’m thankful I could give her so much love and attention. 4 years just wasn’t long enough. I’ll never forget the look on her face when she was dying and I feel guilty I couldn’t have got to her sooner. I’m heart broken and sad. She was my best friend and she’s gone. I love you Peanut Butter! Rest easy my beautiful princess 💔😭🐾