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I will never forget the Feast of Tabernacles at Lake Arrowhead
I spent my nights there in our beautiful rented house
With Spy loyally by my side
 He slept on my bed and kept me feeling comfortable and happy
 We cuddled close to each other during the cooler nights
 When I begin to shiver slightly (I know, I’m such a Californian!)
He would warm me up, laying across my neck—a purring scarf
 During my most emotional prayers, he was there, 
And he looked at me curiously with his beautiful, yellow-green eyes
He never failed to make me smile wide
 
Throughout many hardships,
 His presence and his love toward me kept me going
 I know that the memory of him and all the good times we had
 Will help me endure through the hardships coming
 
He grew up to be a very fine cat
He followed me everywhere it seemed, my second shadow
Friendlier than most cats I have owned in the past,
He got along with everyone in the family
 People say that cats are very independent and moody
—I would say Spy was quite the opposite
When he met my friend Allie for the first time,
He immediately fell in love with her and rubbed against her legs
 He even laid on his back showing her his belly 
When we sat down, he would curl up beside us,
 Watching inquiringly, wondering what we were doing

When six kittens were born on a lovely Sabbath day,
 Spy would get inside the drawer they were in,
 Curl up around them and keep them warm
 Until the mother returned after her meals
 He was a fantastic father to them, though he was scared at first,
 Like I presume all fathers are to some degree

The only complaints I had for Spy were his morning rituals—
Desperate begging out of hunger at odd hours of the morning
He liked to lay on my head, yowl loudly in my ear, scratch the walls,
Or paw my face if I ignored him in my bed
Come to think of it, I also used to get so irritated my him
As I would descend down the stairs to my room
He would always have the need to race me to the bottom
No matter what he had  to reach the bottom first and he never failed
One time, I was determined to beat him to the bottom, 
So before he noticed I was shooting down the stairs, 
I desperately fumbled down the stairway like a maniac
 When I reached the last few steps, frenzied with soon-to-be glory,
 Suddenly Spy leaped down the stairs, and jumped right off the side rail,
Landing on the bottom on all four feet, ensuring his vivacious victory
I must admit, it was pretty damn epic
 Of course, a sore loser once again,
 I gave up with a playful glower, 
Scooping him in my arms, kissing him on the head
 "You silly thing..." –
 Was an expression often repeated on various occasions 
 
 It is hard to express how I feel
 It is truly like losing a family member
 Spy is gone now I can see the pain in each family member’s eyes
Especially after the trip to Arrowhead, Spy and I,
 We were like two peas in a pod
 
Thank you for reading
 I want all of you to know,
 I am thankful to have you in my life
 We are blessed to have each other
 And to share experiences together
 Let’s make the best out of this life
 We never know what tomorrow will bring, but let us not fret
 I am just happy I had the time I had with Spy
 He will always be a huge part of my life

 The beginning of Spy's life was a tragedy as well
He was thrown out of a moving car with four kittens, and left for dead
I was angry at the people then, 
But now I am at peace, 
 I now pray earnestly for those that harm others
The fact that Spy suffered before his death severely saddens me
But I am comforted in the fact that he now rests peacefully

            
Spy Breidenthal May 2013-October 18, 2014
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