Let
the
Memory Live Again....
Forever in
Our
Hearts
Mannahatta's
Felix
February 10, 2001-June
13, 2001

Shortly after leaving
Manahatta
for his new home, Felix died of complications following surgery for an
intussusception caused by accidentally ingesting a piece of sewing
thread.
His sweet smile sparkles from across the rainbow bridge, while his
memorial
silver-white rosebush renews our garden each spring. Felix was a
a rough-and-tumble bundle of fur-energy, as well as a lapwarmer and
inveterate
purr-box, who has, no doubt, endeared himself to his fellow kitty
angels.
TICA
QGC, RW/ CFA CH Sarajen
Mrs H.B.Stowe
of Mannahatta
May 22, 1999 - March
21, 2002

Pregnant with her first
litter by Billingsgate, Stowe suffered complications resulting in
irreversible
renal failure. We held her in our arms as she crossed the Rainbow
Bridge; we hold her in our hearts forever. Stowe was a lady:
soft-spoken,
well-mannered, impeccably well-groomed, but also determined, whimsical,
and romantic. She bonded with her three "boys," Chief, Shandy,
and
Billy, just as she proved a wonderful mother to her ten kittens.
Mashpee, Bohdan, Toby, Ophelia, LeeLoo, Mittens, Madison, and Balthazar
all proudly carry her legacy.
Mannahatta's
Hercules
August 25, 2000 - April
17, 2002

Our beautiful little "baby
Starbuck" from Chief' and Stowe's first litter was very special to
us.
After leaving us, he enjoyed a happy, healthy kittenhood and
adolescence
in his new home before tragedy struck. He died suddenly after
suffering
an irreparable toxic insult which produced hemorrhaging and liver
damage.
We are entirely bereft. He is survived by his sister Mashpee and
his dad, Chief.
Mannahatta's
Goliath
October 23, 2001 - May
17, 2002

Diagnosed at five months
old with a rare feline, non-heritable liver anomaly, a portal systemic
shunt, Goliath, aka "Goofy" left us on May 17, 2002. He was a
free-spirited,
adventurous kitten, a sparkling-eyed furball of energy, who played
hard,
purred furiously, and loved laps. He deserved a fighting chance
and
a better fate! We can only hope he has joined his housemate Hercules
with
the angels.
AACE
GC, NAW, RW/TICA CH/ RW/ CFA
CH/ CFF CH Cloistercoon
SunDance
of Mannahatta
December 22, 1997 - May
25, 2003

With no previous history
of the disease -- only what had been diagnosed and treated as mild and
infrequent allergies -- SunDance suffered a fatal attack of Sudden
Severe
Acute Asthma Syndrome in the early morning hours of May 25, 2003.
We woke to find our Mannahatta world bereft of our beautiful boy.
SunDance was our first and perhaps best stud, as commanding as
Shakespeare's
Petrucchio with the ladies! His "wife" Hopi found him so irresistible,
she rejected any other suitors we tried to introduce. But not only was
the macho lover, he was the consummate cuddler who liked nothing better
than to settle on a lap or even better his Daddy's chest.
Supremely
intelligent, he never forgot a visitor to our home, greeting each as a
long-lost friend. His thirty-nine handsome children, among them
our
cherished Little Chief Paleface, remain his proud legacy; he sired two
National and six Regional Winners, four Champions, three Grand
Champions
and one Supreme Grand with progeny in KC Katz, Sandkats, Quinsigamond,
and Wasychigan Catteries, as well as ours. He is deeply mourned
by
his loves, Hopi and Raven, and his best pals, Skrimshander, Starbuck,
Billingsgate,
and Chief, and all the other Mannahatta tribe. As in the Native
American
tradition for which he was named, his spirit dances now with the wind
and
whispers though our halls and hearts forever.
Mannahatta's
Enrico
October 23, 2001 -
September
16, 2003

Much beloved companion of
Ulrich Grimm and David Didio, Enrico passed away after a brief
illness.
Cherished by his human friends for his sweetness, his elegance, his
grace,
he leaves a gaping hole in all out hearts--one that can only be filled
by the memory of the love he received and that he offered in return.
TICA
CH Mannahatta's Mungojerry of Collier aka Puff'n'Stuff
March 28, 1999 - November
12, 2004

A beautiful, big, blue boy,
he was dearly loved by his humans, Linda and Charles Collier, who
spoiled
him as one of their children. He enjoyed a brief, but successful
show career and then "retired" to the warmth of his loved ones' laps
and
to the pleasure of daily conversations and cuddlings. In November
2004, he was suddenly and inexplicably stricken with a grave illness
that
placed him in intensive care. The final diagnosis was that of Erlichia
(a tick-borne infection), followed by with hepatic liver and pancreatic
complications. The shock of his departure and the deep sense of
premature
loss have bereft us all!
Shalimar
of Misdnight aka Minuit
c. 1996 - November 12,
2004

She found us one fall, a
feisty Momcat nursing her babies under a plastic tarp in the garden of
the house we had just bought. It was winter before we won her
confidence
sufficiently for her to bring her only surviving baby to us to take
inside.
Not long after, she joined Sally indoors reluctant feral who ate
voraciously,
hid in the daytime, and stared longingly into the moonlight.
Slowly,
she socialized first with her house mates, snuggling in the comfort of
sun drenched beds, and then with us, trusting us to care for her
through
the long two and one-half years of her battle with liver disease, the
result
of her hard days as a feral. She kept her dignity to the last, a
frail waif struggling to hang on until she could no longer, then
letting
us know that she was ready to leave. Honoring our promise to
shelter
her to the end, she crossed the Rainbow Bridge on November 12, 2004, in
the haven of her home, cradled in the love of her furry and human
friends.
She is mourned by her daughter, Salome, her old love, Friskie, and by
all
her Mannahatta pals, Once a quiet, sometimes phantom presence,
she
continues to drift through our home on a ray of sun or a shaft of
moonlight.
Sleep, sweet moonbeam!
Mannahatta's
Argent
March 20, 2000 - July
2004

We sadly received belated
news of Argent's death with very little information other than that he
had experienced " a liver problem" before passing on. We only
wish
we had been notified earlier, if not to prevent what might have been
inevitable,
then to share our compassion.
We are seeking answers
that will help us bring closure to this tragic loss to our tribe.
CCA
CH Mannahatta's Wesson of Wasychigan
March 20, 2000 - December
22, 2004

Wesson passed away quietly
in his favorite chair shortly before Christmas, having suffered liver
complications
from some antibiotic therapy. His premature departure left all
his
Mannahatta and Wasychigan companions deeply saddened. He had been
an exuberant, social creature, a show champion, a proud sire, and as an
alter, the cattery mascot and greeter. His legacy survives in his
progeny:; his two daughters produced several beautiful litters for
Wasychigan,
and his granddaughters will carry on the line in Canada, as will a son
now living with Will Carmichael in Brighton, Ontario. His radiant
presence continues to warm our hearts and memories.
Sieglinde
May 22, 1991 - July 21,
2005

One of our two Walsung
twins,
Sieglinde and her brother Siegmund were our first Mannahatta cats whom
we adopted from north Shore Animal League after the death of
Caxy.
A quiet "Gray Lady," she has been our constant companion for almost
fifteen
wonderful years, eating (yes, stealing our foods) with us and sleeping
on our heads each night. A cancer survivor, she grew frail in her
last year and finally was struck with acute geriatric kidney failure
and
its heart and lung complications. When fluids would do no more good and
her breathing was labored, we helped her to cross the Rainbow Bridge.
Somewhere on the other
side,
she romps in verdant fields reminiscent of her Paumanok birthplace,
young
and joyous again, where, like her Norse namesake, she unites Love and
Spring.
Vereint Liebe und Lenz!
Mannahatta's
Truffle
January 6, 2000 - October
31, 2005

A supersized cat, described
by his "Mom" Astrid Spina, as thirty-two pounds of love and sweetness,
Truffle sadly collapsed at home and after efforts to stabilize him
proved
futile, the painful decision to let him cross was made. He
brought
the Spinas much joy, and they are bereft, as are his Mannahatta
tribesman,
especially his full brother, Mannahatta's Billingsgate.
Mannahatta's Casey
August 26, 2004 - April
1, 2006

Too young and
full of life, Casey succumbed to a stealthy cancer which caught
everyone by surprise, still searching for answers. A big,
playful, happy, loving and beloved girl, she has left a void in all of
our lives. She is mourned by her family, the Heaneys, and their
other feline friends, as well as her parents Moosebec and Harpswell
and all the Mannahatta cats.
Mannahatta's Pushkin
November 28, 2005- August
22, 2006

Pushkin, so gregarious and
so beloved, passed away quietly in his sleep on a sunny afternoon, only
two weeks after he had undergone a complete series of pro-active
health screenings, including cardiac, which had all come up
clean. In the absence of a necropsy, we are all at a loss as to
explain this mysterious tragedy. The Martin family and all of
Mannahatta mourn his loss.
Siegmund
May 22, 1991 -
November23, 2006
He was one of the originals
and always Top Cat! From the moment he and his sister, Sieglinde,
left North Shore Animal League and set foot in our condo high above the
Hudson, he was the boss--demanding and affectionate, incorrigible and
mischievous. At first he reeled from the "insult" of our adding
Starbuck to our family, but soon Siegmund grew increasingly more
sanguine about each new cat that joined the tribe, always establishing
his dominance in ways that mattered to him: by ignoring the
Maines, by taking his meals on his own schedule and in his own place,
by insisting on private quality cuddles and massages with us.
When Sieglinde died last year, he seemed a little lost, often calling
out for her in the middle of the night, but for the most part he kept
his spirits high and his step robust until the end. Siegmund
viewed obstacles to his will as mere challenges. He approached
them at some times with the soulfulness of a Don Quixote tilting at a
windmill or at others with the determination of a linebacker charging a
goal. There wasn't a fax machine he couldn't disable. Nor
was there a closed door he couldn't open. And so he did that gray
Thanksgiving morning, when, after greeting us with a brief kiss and
morning cuddle, he slipped quietly through that final portal, crossing
the threshold to the beyond.
Mannahatta's Simon
February 10, 2001- July
18, 2007

A big, snuggly, smoke
furball, Simon demanded affection and gave unqualified love in
return. He battled allergies and IBD and passed away from
complications associated with these syndromes and their treament.
He leaves a tremendous void in the Melanson home, mourned by his human
family, his Mannahatta "sister," Sophie, and the other pets.
AACE
GC, NAW, RW/CFA CH Cloistercoon
Raven of Mannahatta
March 19, 1998 - August
19, 2007

It was a black
Sunday when we woke to find that our beloved "Ravi" had left us.
Alerted by (Mannahatta's mystic), Chief's, frantic behavior, we found
her "asleep" on her favorite cushion. She had suffered an airway
obstruction while apparently coughing up some mucous. She was
gone in a flash, only eight days after being given a completely clean
bill of health--heart, lungs, all--at her annual veterinary exam!
Almost ten years young and spayed, she was now a sleek, curvaceous,
mature lady, enjoying her empty-nest freedom among her friends, both
the girls and the boys. In her youth she was always seductive,
mischievious, funny, and fun-loving. She did not lose her charm
in her older years. Still beautiful and vivacious, adored by her
sons and lovers, she was the gregarious heartbeat of Mannahatta.
Her once tangible ebony form is now a dark silhouette etched into our
memory.
Namesake of Poe's Bird of Nevermore, she is Evermore in our hearts.
Mannahatta's Rockwell
March 20, 2000 - October
23, 2007

"Rocky has a
new home in heaven. I know they are happy to have him," wrote Mom
Danielle, sharing the sad news. For the last three months
Rocky had been battling a non-genetic stomach cancer. His last
days were filled with lots of toys, family and friends, and , most of
all, LOVE.
The beautiful wonderkid, the big "Rock Star" leaves a deep emptiness in
the lives of all who loved him. Looking at this last picture,
though,
one cannot help but imagine that he made the transition with the same
wide-eyed wonder with which he greeted all of life's experiences, and
that
among the stars, he has found peace.
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