Remembering Pinkey ❤️

Pinkey was a tiny runt of the litter, just six months old when he was discarded onto the streets in early January 2010. Sadly, this happens far too often—someone brings home a kitten, only to realize that providing proper care, vaccinations, and neutering is more responsibility and expense than they are willing to take on. And so, this little fluffy boy found himself alone and vulnerable.

Thankfully, Pinkey’s story took a different turn.

A co-worker found him and, knowing she could not care for him herself, brought him to our office in a carrier with plans to surrender him to the shelter. As I sat at my desk, I heard crying coming from the office next door. I went to see what was happening and found the tiniest paw reaching through the carrier door—as if Pinkey was saying, “Please, let me out.”

My co-worker told me how she had found him. I had recently lost a very special cat myself. Scarlet’s brother had passed away just before the holidays after 10 years together, and Scarlet was deeply depressed without him. I decided to take a chance and bring this little boy home, hoping perhaps Pinkey could help bring some light back into Scarlet’s life.

It was an instant love story.

Pinkey and Scarlet became family, and that tiny abandoned kitten who had once been left to fend for himself became one of the greatest blessings of our lives.

Scarlet crossed the Rainbow Bridge in January 2016, but Pinkey remained by our side, blessing us with his pudgy, lovable presence until 2023. At 14 years old, Pinkey developed hypertension and kidney disease. Then, after suffering a stroke, we were faced with the heartbreaking decision to let him go and allow him to join his beloved “sister,” Scarlet.

Pinkey crossed the Rainbow Bridge on December 18, 2023.

He was a precious, food-loving little gladiator of a cat. He loved to talk, cuddle with his friends, and spend his days lounging comfortably. He could barely be bothered to lift his head when I walked by, but he always made sure to greet me with his wonderfully raspy voice. And, of course, there was that big, beautiful belly that he was always happy to show off when it was time for rubs.

Pinkey may have only been with us for 14 years, but he left a lifetime of love behind.

I will always be grateful that my co-worker stopped to help that frightened little kitten on the street, put him in a carrier, and brought him to our office that day. Because of her kindness, Pinkey found his way from the streets into my arms—and ultimately, into my heart.

Sometimes, we think we are rescuing them.

But in truth, they rescue us right back.

Run free, sweet Pinkey. Your journey brought you home, and you will forever be loved. ❤️

September 1, 2023 - February 14, 2024

Our boy Milo's life was cut short of the cruel disease, FIP, which ravaged his little body and quickly took his life.

But when he was here, boy did this little guy know how to live!

Having lost 2 boys the past couple of months - our old Pinkey and now Milo - I know I have to sit down and tell the story of their precious lives, because they are worth sharing with the world....💕

Lucy’s story is one that breaks hearts but also restores faith in kindness.

She was abandoned on the streets of Homestead, FL, after her person passed away and the family sold the home where she had lived. Sadly, this is a fate far too many companion animals face—left to fend for themselves by people who believe the cruel myth that cats can survive on their own.

With shelters overflowing, the good Samaritan who found Lucy was advised to have her euthanized due to her age—around 18—and her mounting health issues, including kidney and thyroid disease and severe dental problems. But this person refused to let Lucy’s story end that way. Instead, they drove for hours to bring her to BHS, ensuring that she wouldn’t be discarded like an afterthought but given the dignity she deserved.

Though her time with us was brief, it was filled with warmth, comfort, and love. She had soft blankets, plenty of food, and the companionship of Ms. Bee—another old soul who instantly bonded with her. While we wish Lucy had more time, we take solace in knowing she spent her final days surrounded by care, kindness, and the gentle presence of a friend.

She left this world knowing she was cherished, and while she is gone, her memory lingers. Ms. Bee still searches for her, and in our hearts, Lucy’s spirit remains—a testament to resilience, love, and the unwavering compassion of those who refuse to let forgotten souls fade away.

Tiny princess, bottomless heart

Venice was a tiny tabby girl with beautiful green eyes, and she was born with spina bifida. When she arrived at Blueberry Heaven Sanctuary we knew our time with her would be short, but this little angel was determined to make every moment luminous. She was gentle, brave, and impossibly sweet, the kind of kitten who teaches everyone around her what real courage looks like. Venice didn’t measure her life in years, but in love: the memory of every purr, every cuddle, every soft blink still reminds us that even the smallest souls can leave the biggest imprint. You will live in our hearts forever little girl.

Fast, Fearless, and Forever Loved

Rio was a tiny black kitten with deformed hind legs, dragging himself across the floor with a determination far bigger than his body. He arrived at Blueberry Heaven Sanctuary alongside Venice and Lulu (through the generosity and hard work of Truly All Cats in Lake Worth) —three fragile souls who needed a place where love outweighed time. We knew our days with Rio and his “siblings” would be short, but we were grateful for every single one.

To keep him comfortable, Rio wore a soft diaper and a cozy kitty onesie, and despite everything, he was fast. Lightning fast. He’d zip across the room and demand attention with a vocalization worthy of a little Italian tenor—bold, bright, and impossible to ignore. His spirit was enormous, his courage unmistakable.

Cats with spinal injuries often face battles their bodies can’t win. As Rio grew, his organs couldn’t keep pace, and one early morning his kidneys began to fail. We rushed him to the ER, hoping for more time, but Rio was ready. He chose to join Venice and Lulu, free from pain at last.

We hadn’t expected to say goodbye so soon, but Rio left this world wrapped in love, dignity, and peace. Someday, beautiful boy, we’ll meet again—and I know you’ll be running toward us on all four, leaving the onesie behind.

We will love you forever Rio.