|MK July 12, 2014|
|Family snuggle May 13, 2014|
|One of Oliver's young kitts having some dinner Nov 28, 2011|
|Oliver, MK, and Pierre enjoying dinner in the Dining Hall Dec 31, 2011|
|Oliver keeps watch|
|Oliver on roof with his kitts staying warm inside his heated home Jan 12, 2012|
|Jan 14, 2012|
|MK hanging out with his sister, Nora July 5, 2012|
|June 9, 2013|
|Family portrait Jan 15, 2014|
|MK checking in on Oliver in his "room" Jan 21, 2014|
It was common for me to check the kitty-cams and see MK zonked out in Oliver's House or his Guest House. Seeing him all safe, warm, and snug on a cold, rainy winter day always brought me great joy.
|MK and Pierre enjoy a cuddle together inside Oliver's House Feb 6, 2014|
|MK and Pierre enjoying a cuddle Aug 2013|
I'll be the first to admit that I have a control issue. I'm the kind of person who likes to do everything I can to ensure my cats are safe and happy. Therefore, taking care of a backyard feral cat colony has been incredibly stressful, as there is only so much I can control. I've lost a lot of sleep over the years worrying about their wellbeing. I've worked really hard to create a feral cat paradise, so they won't wander and will be safe and secure. Care taking the ferals has also been incredibly rewarding, winning the trust of feral cats is a very emotionally intoxicating experience. Looking back, I probably was only able to touch MK just a handful of times, occasionally stealing pets while he was distracted and happily eating his wet food breakfast alongside his brother and papa. As soon as he realized I was touching him, he backed off, just out of my arms reach.
It's amazing how attached I can get to a cat that I've only touched a few times, however, I watched him live out his life in my backyard and back porch. Everyday I got to see his playful personality as he romped with his brother around the yard and cuddled with whoever was available. MK was certainly the silliest of his family, he was always doing something that made me smile and warmed my heart.
MK, I'm really, really sad that my time with you has been cut so short. I know Oliver and Pierre miss you too. My heart aches to see you again, free, happy, and romping in your yard with your brother. Thank you for gifting me with your beautiful presence. I did everything I could think of to keep you safe and happy, but in the end it wasn't enough, and for that I'm deeply sorry. Although I can no longer see you with my eyes, you will forever live in my heart. I love you MK and I miss you dearly.