Ravioli came into my life in June of 2025 when he was 3 months old. We instantly bonded and I knew all of my loved ones I had lost sent him to me to help heal my heart. What I didn’t know right away was that I also had to help heal him.

Ravioli was born unwell. He was already sick when he came to me so it was my job to protect him and keep him healthy. I helped him through 2 life saving emergency surgeries and many hospital stays. I did everything in my power to make sure this little orange baby had the best life.

I loved Ravioli with all of my heart and that’s why when he had his 3rd intestinal intussusception at just 9 months old, I had to make the awful decision to say goodbye. Putting him through another surgery knowing his body would continue to decline would have been for my benefit and not his. I’m having such a hard time coming to terms with this but deep down I know it was the “right” thing to do.

Ravioli’s medical bills are upward of $20 grand and while he’s no longer with me, the bills don’t just wash away.

Ravioli was a one in a million kitty who made me the happiest I’ve been in a very long time. We had such a deep bond that only happens once in a lifetime. From the very first day he would sleep on my chest, lick my face, and purr. And his last moments were spent lying on my chest purring, right where he belonged.

I love you, my little Love Bug. I miss you more than you could ever know. Until we meet again