Miss Honor Graves died this morning at TED's office after a short
bout of renal failure.  She was the scrappy little owner of
Amanda's boyfriend, Jim, and lived parts of her short life here.
Usually when she'd done something to irritate Jim's mom and/or
sister.

Honor was one of four kittens dumped off at our TED's office the
day we had to take the Graves' cat Rascal in for her trip to the
bridge.  Jim was grieving deeply when we walked out and Mandy
distracted him with the kittens while I carried Rascal's stuff to
the car for the trip home.  In a short time, the carrier was
brought back into the office, my spare towel was placed in it and
a little girlcat came home with us.

Honor was about the same age as Huey. Although her largest weight
was about 6 lbs and his averages around 16, she usually won their
play and tussling bouts together.  She was a true hoolikitten and
was often found on the tops of curtains, doors, book cases,
entertainment centers, and any other place she could pounce on
her hoomins.  Once Jim introduced her to his mom, Honor worked
her charm on her and was soon re-organizing Nancy's jewelry box,
killing bed mice, pillows, and fingers at night, performing death
defying stunts and so forth.  Other than a ongoing desire to
remove Honor's claws, which Honor and Jim always won, Nancy was
Honor's buddy.

Honor was a wild child and major sweetycat, and will be missed by
her hoomins and her co-owner, Pumpkin.  May you have a gentle
journey to a great time at the bridge, Miss Honor,  you are
loved, missed, and mourned.

Pam S. crying