06/01/2026
We apologize for the silence, but we’ve been dreading making this post because somehow putting these words down makes it feel more real.
Last week, we had to say goodbye to our Sugarcat, Splash. 💔
He had been doing great managing his diabetes for over two years, but last week a perfect storm hit his body, and all the love and care in the world was not able to heal him.
If Splash could have written his own goodbye, I think it might have sounded something like this…
Hi everybody,
It’s me, Splashy. Commander of the house, teacher of tricks, professional cabinet opener, Christmas tree climber, feather hunter, and expert toy transporter.
I know Mom has been having a hard time making this post, so I figured I’d help.
First things first — please make sure my brother Splish is okay. He’s never been without me before, and somebody has to keep him company while he figures out how to be mischievous without me teaching him all my tricks.
I had a really good life. I got to travel the country with my family, from California to New Jersey to South Carolina. I had brothers and sisters, pigs, donkeys, mules, and lots of furry friends to supervise. I played fetch, stole twist ties, brought toys to the bed in the middle of the night, climbed where I wasn’t supposed to, and reminded everyone that if something wiggles… it’s definitely a toy.
I got belly rubs, naps between your legs, lots of cuddles, and plenty of chances to tell everyone very loudly when it was time for food (even if I didn’t actually want the can that got opened).
And don’t worry — I’m still around.
Maybe you’ll hear me in a little bird coo. Maybe in a toy mysteriously appearing where it shouldn’t be. Maybe when Splish looks around like he swears I just ran past him.
I know Mom and Dad’s hearts are broken right now. Mine would be too if I had to leave them.
But please don’t be too sad for too long. I had so much love. More love than a little rescue kitten could ever dream of.
Thank you for loving me. Thank you for loving my family. And please remember: if there’s wrapping paper on Christmas morning, somebody still needs to supervise cleanup.
Love always,
Splashy 💙
7/3/2012 – 5/28/2026