in memoriam

A few hours ago, we lost our beloved Jazz. Unbeknownst to us, he had cancer that was beyond treatment. He passed away peacefully at the hospital. He was nine years old.

Jazz was Steve's first pet, and they kept each other company, living the bachelor life in Cincinnati. The family grew steadily, first Ripley, then me, then Zoe, but Jazz was always the boss. I didn't think I could be a cat person until I met him. Now, all I want is for him to be curled up next to me on the couch, purring and kneading my lap with his claws.





Jazz, Jazzy, Jazzmatazz, Bud, Buddy, Buddy Boy, Bodhisattva, Fluffernutter, our Big Hairy Bastard...you will be missed. We love you so much.