This is my cat Jerry who died 1/2/12 of cancer. I had him a little less than 2 years, Jerry was about 18 or 19 when he died. He came from the ACCT (Animal Care and Control) In Philadelphia. He was at the shelter and going to be put to sleep, as he was very senior and quickly became very ill with severe pneumonia. Along with high blood sugar he was also very overweight and not very friendly.
One of the vet techs loved him and contacted me. I agreed to take him, she fostered him for about a month to get him over his illness, as he needed a lot of constant care, and I work long days. Jerry went through a lot and was doing fantastic. Dec 11, he was diagnosed with cancer and he died peacefully at the vet’s 1/2/12…I miss my pal a lot!
Renee Anderson | West Valley City, Utah Tattoo artist: Haylo at Art On You Studios, Magna, Utah
“My tattoo is a portrait of my cat, Sahara. She’s 6 years old and we’ve had her for two years now. We rescued her from a pretty horrible shelter where she was free to roam amongst other cats and dogs. She was taken into the shelter when her owner (who used her for a breeding cat) became ill and could no longer take care of all his cats. She was very skittish when we got her, but she has warmed up to the family and now even tolerates one our other cats. She’s quite vocal and wants to be noticed.
The tattoo was done in three sessions, and will have one more to finish some more whites and add a pumpkin behind her name. We gave her a witch hat and a Victorian collar as Halloween is our favorite holiday, and the theme to our tattoo shop. This portrait of Sahara was the first color animal portrait that Haylo did, and she did an exceptional job! I’m very proud to carry my Sahara with me on my arm every day!”
“The tattoo is in memory of my pet cat, Casper, who lost an eight-year battle with feline diabetes. She was 14 years old.
Casper came to us as a four-month-old kitten in April of 1995, following the death of a stray we’d adopted several months before. For a week she hid under the furniture before finally coming out and socializing. Casper would accept cuddles and petting only on her terms.
As she got older she proved to be one incredibly smart feline. She could open any door and cupboard in the house, as well as the trash can and the green can even after we’d snapped the lid down. The only door that foiled her was the microwave door; she never quite figured out that she had to push and pull at the same time. One time she and the dog teamed up to get a half-eaten bbq chicken out of the fridge and divide it up, leaving only the empty plate behind.
Around 2002-2003, I noticed that she had chronic eye infections. A visit to the vet revealed that she was a borderline diabetic; she could get better or she could develop full-blown diabetes. We had to give her sugar pills twice a day, which involved quite a bit of trickery to get her to take them. Casper was impossible to fool more than a few times with the same trick.
As she approached her 15th birthday, Casper got thinner and thinner, weaker and weaker. Finally, in early October, she stopped eating. We tried feeding her with a syringe, but it wasn’t enough. She was sick and in pain. Finally, we took her to the vet and had her put to sleep, October 14th of 2009. She was wrapped in a towel and placed in a box (she’d always loved boxes) and buried under the winter apple tree on the family farm.”
Collector unknown Tattoo artist: Mike at Skin Lab, Rosario, Argentina
“Actually this guy was very religious and came with a painting of the lion of Judas. It is told to be the keeper of the key to heaven and only he can see the real strength of the soul and decides if you are worthy of entering to paradise. That’s why in the painting he is walking on clouds.”
“This is on my friend Jenn. She wanted something cute, and I wanted to tattoo something fun. I’d tattooed the cat 2 weeks earlier, along with the linework. I was like a kid the days before christmas while waiting to finish this lol.”