Dear Reader,

It’s with a broken heart and pervasive grief that I share with you that my Chiggy passed away on June 4th, 2024, after a 2-week battle. The vets believe he had lymphoma.

I took Charlie and Trigg in for their routine senior panel bloodwork on May 22. I knew something wasn’t right with Chiggy. I honestly thought he was constipated. When Dr. Sally examined him, she found he was jaundiced and sent us to the ER for an ultrasound. At first, it was suspected it was pancreatitis, cholangiohepatitis, or lymphoma. I treated him at home for pancreatitis, but he just got worse. It was an exhausting two weeks. And it was awful in the end, so he was euthanized.

I learned a lot about him in those two weeks. I never knew he had the fight in him that he did.

He received many compliments from vets and vet techs—“he’s so fluffy,” “he’s such a nice cat.” He never had to be sedated for X-rays or ultrasounds, as he stayed steady during them.

He was a constant daily joy for me. He made me smile every day. I’ve never known or met a cuter or quirkier cat in my life. He was easy, delightful, and never caused me any problems. Even when his body was so weak to walk, he continued using the litter box daily.

He was my Chiggy. My Tink-Tink, my Gauy, my Chigg. My Snugglepussin and my “Der he is”! I miss him beyond measure and will miss his self-initiated snuggles for the rest of my life.

I will miss him telling me we got mail (in the mailbox). I will miss him arching his body around doors and door jams. I will miss his beauty. I will miss how incredibly cute and delightful he was. I really can’t believe he’s gone, even though I was there when he died. I held him when he was gone. It was all so fast. He and Charlie were chasing each other through the house 3 weeks before his death. It all doesn’t seem real, even though I lived through it.

Please know there are videos of him that have not yet been released, so you’ll probably still see him in “new” videos.

Charlie has shown signs of grief but overall seems to be ok other than trying to understand why I fall to the ground crying in sorrow.

Thank you for letting me share him and love him for all these years. Chiggy would have been 15 in August.

Give your babies a big hug and kiss. We are so very fortunate to have them and receive their love - that’s why it hurts so freakin much when they’re gone. But the love I received from him was worth all the grief and heartache I feel now. 💔

Please know I am still navigating my own grief and will most likely not respond to comments or e-mails very quickly or at all. Hope you can understand.

Peace, love, and purrs,

Jenny

1. Snuggle

​Snuggle Bunny Ragdoll Trigg in the Mornings​

Trigg loved to snuggle and this is what I will miss about him the very most. He just would leap onto the bed and walk confidently (one of the rare times he was confident) up to my head and plop down for a good snuggle session.

2. Meows

​Ragdoll Cat Trigg Meows and Rubs Legs for Food​

I lived for Trigg's meows - they were the cutest, sweetest thing and so very rare. So very hard to capture on video too. I've never had a cat rub against me, wrap their tail around me, etc. He was a true cat in that sense.

3. Outside

​Happy Chiggy Outside​

In his final days, he spent 5-7 hours outside every day. He didn't move much, but he wanted to be outside. I felt very grateful that we could do that and be out there all that time, knowing he was safe. One day, my neighbor came to sit with him for an hour so I could run some errands to get things for him.

4. Peace

​Peace and Comfort​

It was rare to find Trigg totally relaxed and vulnerable. He was a skittish cat in many ways, even with me. So, I always just adored finding him completely at peace and comfortable.

5. Honor

​Trigg​

I have not updated this page about Trigg in some time, but I will.