In Memoriam

Grincheux and Robbie 9/19

These two boys need to be remembered. I had told the shelter that I would save them and that transportation was  arranged.  The shelter in Quebec euthanized them anyways without telling me or the transport people. How tragic and I am broken hearted with their cruel fate caused by lazy shelter staff that don’t care about any life but more about work load. They would have been safe and loved forever. I am devastated.

Rest in Peace Benny and Miles

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Hello Everyone at the Bay Cat Hospital,
It’s been about 3 months since Miles died (and 2 and 1/2 since Benny passed). I and my daughter Vivienne want to thank y’all for the great care you gave to our boys in their senior years. I was hoping you could post the below (text and photos) in your In Memoriam section on your website. Thank you all again for the excellent care you gave to them. They were deeply loved and are missed.
Kena and Vivienne
Miles (1999-2016) and Benny (1999-2014), RIP.
If someone had told me I would end up with two cats for a combined 17 years, I would have never believed them. I grew up with dogs. Cats to me seemed alien and cold. Boy was I proved wrong.
Back in 1999, my finance and I decided that we wanted to become pet owners. He convinced me cats would be perfect. Skeptical at first, I read up on cats and decided, okay, let’s give it a try. After a few visits to the Missouri Humane Society, we ended adopting two kittens, first, Miles at 3 months and then 3 months later, Benny (also at 3 months old).
The boys basically grew up with each other and what joys they were. Benny from the get-go was an all out floppy, lap kitty, an extroverted charmer. Miles, on the other hand, grew into a cat of a more quiet but loving dignity. His idea of social was to come and sit calmly in the room at a distance while Benny would work the room and jump into every available lap and charm the pants any self-declared cat hater.
Miles, though, was far from cold. He would at least greet folks (never running and hiding) with a polite “head butt” and accept a pet from a stranger but he did have his preferences when it came to close physical contact: myself and my daughter. When Vivienne was born and came home from the hospital the first thing Benny did was run and hide (clearly he couldn’t “work” the baby for treats like he could the adults!) but Miles? He jumped straight in her bassinet. From then on it was clear that Miles regarded Vivie as his baby. When she got old and big enough to sleep in a regular bed, Miles was finally permitted to do what he wanted to do from Day 1: settle in to sleep right next to her. He also loved to settle down next to me if she were away and unlike Benny, Miles gave us lots of “kitty kisses,” you know, those soulful, long eye blinks that say “I love you” like nothing else does!
The lads were indoor cats, but when we went out to the cottage we allowed them out. Benny? He stayed close to the house and spent his day sunbathing, opening doors, cabinets and angling for belly rubs and food. Miles? It turned out he was quite the hunter but what really touched me is that he followed us everywhere we went with our daughter. He followed faithfully no matter how far we walked or how hot it was. It was clear no one was taking his baby without his careful watch. And when we went swimming, while he had no reaction if any of us adults were in the lake, as soon as his baby was in the water, he would pace up and down the pier, looking at us, then at Vivie, then at us again meowing loudly. His meaning was undeniably “Get her out. Are you people crazy?”
As the years went on, the cats stuck with me through many major milestones in my life: marriage, motherhood, divorce, relocation, etc. I can’t imagine all those years without their affection and their two distinctly different personalities.
And they seemed quite attached to each other as well. Sure, Benny could get under “alpha cat” but patient Miles’s skin from time to time (Benny was a greedy little eater pushing his brother away from his bowl), but I never doubted the two cared for one another.
When Benny passed, Miles spent a solid two weeks doing something he had never done: he sat near the door meowing plaintively. He knew his rascally buddy had left and not come back and he missed him.
I missed Benny too but in a way it gave Miles and I another two years with him the center of pet attention and I’m grateful for that.
There’s so much more to tell about my boys but suffice to say, I am also grateful to the entire staff at the Bay Cat Hospital for their amazing care and how they helped myself and my daughter get through both their deaths. I recommend Bay Cat to anyone I meet and if someday when the grief I have for Miles and Benny subsides some more, I hope I’ll come across another bundle of fur (or two) who, like they were, discarded but willing to share a home and love with me.
Miles and Benny, we love you and will never forget you.
Thank you Bat Cat Hospital.
Kena and VIvienne

Muffy and Puffy

MandPaMandPMANDP bMuffy and Puffy break my heart. They were the two senior cats that were dumped at our doorstep scrunched in a small cage overnight in the cold rain for us to find in the morning. We tried to track down the owners because we had the license plate number but the authorities would not help us. These two were too traumatized to help. You can see the fear in their eyes. We thought it was most humane to let them go…peacefully. Fall 2015



Bay Cat Hospital is dedicated to the memory of Odie, the first cat Dr. Gaby rescued from the streets after her graduation from OVC. Odie suddenly and tragically started her next life in heaven just one week before the opening of Dr. Herman’s dream Bay Cat Hospital. It was like Odie helped and watched Dr. Gaby as she  evolved into the veterinarian she is now and then she left, just like that, knowing that this would be an exciting new journey and her work was done. She would be Dr. Gaby’s guardian angel forever and always.Whatever the significance of her passing was she was heaven sent, made a difference and proved to be the most loyal confidant and companion ever. Click on the image to view a slideshow of some of the unforgettable animals who have shared their lives with us.



IMG_7005image (2) Minou  November 22, 1995 – May 6, 2014

Our Beloved Minou broke his mother’s heart when he left her. He would have been 18 and 1/2   years young when he gracefully and with dignity said good bye to his Mona and started his next journey. Oh Minou, we will miss you. Everyone that knew you will miss you. You were an incredibly special boy.

Rest In Peace Friend

Dr. Gaby’s other Beloved and missed family members

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Rocky My Heartbeat

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Wyatt… Rest In Peace March 11, 2016

Rocky Cottage 2011

My Life is Forever Changed Adopted August 25th 2003 …. Rip March 24 2016


Laced In Gold ” Stewie”

Wyatt Hampton Classic 1

Wyatt Hampton Classic


Laced in Gold “Stewie”

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Rocky and the Rescues doing Patient ROUNDS

He was Magnificent RIP April 17 2016

He was Magnificent RIP April 17 2016

In Heaven Together again. Only apart from each other for a few weeks. :-)

In Heaven Together again. Only apart from each other for a few weeks. :-)

Rodman forest Hill

Rodman passed July 2016 at the young age of 22!


Orange Man

Orange ( picture taken at HAC)  was going to be killed at Hamilton Animal Control this morning August 9. But we got him first. He is a super sweet male. We are going to viral test him and neuter him and fix him all up. We were able to save him because Doug and Belle got adopted so we had room. Yeah!!!!! By adopting our cats we save another from the kill floor! Please help us help them.

I died the same day I came in. I needed a surgery and I had a unresectable tumor.


Rest in Peace Beloved Emerald. You were blessed to have been adopted by Nada.  Loved from Nov 3 2011 – October 9, 2013.

Emerald is a delicate and petite 9 year old grey and white domestic short hair.  She makes us aware of how cruel people can be.  She was dropped off at the “kill” shelter after obviously devoting her entire life to someone.  She is so gentle. We can feel how grateful she is  for every kind word we speak, for every warm touch we share and for every hug we give her.  She deserves an awesome home to live out her life, no matter how long it is.