My Rags – It’s Been 4 Years

| March 30, 2013 | 10 Comments
Rags and I - 1990

Rags and I – 1990

I can’t hardly believe that it’s been 4 years since I said good-bye to my Rags.  Rags passed away on March 30, 2009 at 19.5+ years old.

For those of you who don’t know – Rags is the reason this website exists and therefore will always be honored here.

I have done a post every March 30, here’s a run down:

And every year when I write this post, I cry and cry. I miss him every day and think I will for the rest of my life – I am listening to this video while typing this post and hearing his meow just makes me burst out in tears – I miss him so!

Here is the video of my mom bathing him after he went swimming on his 19th birthday – I know I am bias – but man, he was so easy going about everything (except for strangers in the house)!

I also made a box for Rags’ ashes:

When I die, I want Rags’ ashes mixed with mine and then “set free”.  Do you have plans like that for your kitties’ ashes?

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Hi, I’m Jenny Dean, creator of Floppycats! Ever since my Aunt got the first Ragdoll cat in our family, I have loved the breed. Inspired by my childhood Ragdoll cat, Rags, I created Floppycats to connect, share and inspire other Ragdoll cat lovers around the world,

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  1. Coinneach Fitzpatrick says:

    Bast, do I know this one. 3.5 years since I lost my Knack (not a Ragdoll, just your garden variety black cat) and I still grieve. His ashes are in a canopic jar on my dresser. Yes, we’ll be combined when I’m gone.

    Love shouldn’t hurt this much, you know?

    • Jenny says:

      “Yes, we’ll be combined when I’m gone.” – that made me smile. Love the simplicity with which you wrote it.

      I also like his name!

      I know people that won’t have another pet because the loss of the first one hurt so badly. But I would NEVER trade the 19 years I had with Rags in exchange for the pain – would you with Knack?

      Thanks for sharing!

      • Coinneach Fitzpatrick says:

        I wouldn’t trade my 19 years with Knack for anything in this world or any other. He kept me sane (well, relatively) in some of the darkest times of my life, and Charlie-teh-Floof picked up his banner when he laid it down.

        I read something a few years ago about the absolute heartbreaking agony of being an animal lover – we know perfectly well that they’re going to die before us, and that losing them will shatter us, but we still keep and love them because we simply can’t imagine doing otherwise.

  2. Lynn Freeman says:

    OH My Gosh Jenny, Just watched how your mom bathed him . He was sooo good.
    Then I read what you said about-what you want done with your ashes and his mixed together. I have Dinky’s ashes and I’m leaving instructions that his box of ashes be buried with mine. Also Nolte’s depending on if I out live her. Glad to know someone else feels as strongly as I do about this. Thanks! Jenny.
    Lynn

    • Jenny says:

      Lynn, glad you watched the video – he was such a cool guy.

      On the ashes being buried with you – you might check on that. If you are buried in a cemetery, I don’t think animal remains can be buried with you (unless you have a friend at the funeral home) – I do think it’s illegal…but as you know, you can usually find a way if you want it done!

  3. Sondi Moore says:

    I know that anniversary dates of the loss of our loved ones is always hard but it give you a time to reflect on all those wonderful memories. My Rag Doll is the reason I started my company and keeps me on my toes, especially when I sit down to the computer. She feels ignored. I’ll pass along your story about Rags to her tonight when I tuck her in bed and kiss her goodnight. Rags was a very lucky kitty to have you as a Mom.

  4. Geo says:

    A sweet, beautiful love story– you and Rags. And I never tire hearing about how you much adored him.

    And I agree how it is heartbreaking to be an animal lover! The rewards are tremendous as is, ultimately, the pain.

  5. Selinda S. says:

    Hi Jenny.
    You would not believe this, but I had a Siamese mix when I was growing up who lived to be nineteen years old with no health complications at all. That’s not anything unusual, I know…what is unusual is that Tabitha was an outdoor cat her whole life; she even wandered the streets. It wasn’t until her last three years that I moved her out into the country where she was in heaven! She may have lived longer, but my guess is that the week she disappeared (went off to die), she was ill and breathing funny, lethargic and drooling-classic signs of poisoning. 🙁 She may have eaten a poisoned mouse; which is what many farmers would do where I was. This was nearly twenty years ago and I still miss her and think about her. You may cope differently later on, but yes, you will always have that piece of your soul waiting for you on the other side. *Wrapping my arms around ya!*

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