Thoat Magdic-Staudinger

Thoat was a cat of many words, warbles, yowls and yodels. He had a lot of opinions about everything and wouldn’t hesitate to let you know. He marched to the beat of his own drum and the world moved at his pace exclusively.

In his younger days, his belly was full of fire, at times spiteful of a great many things he took as a slight. He loved to play for exactly how long he wanted to play and then he would let you know he was done. He had personal boundaries and expected you to respect them. Very wary of new situations, he’d keep his ears perked but once he was comfortable, with you, it was over.

He was very loving, affectionate and would stare deep within you and knead your soul with his. It was an unbelievable sadness despite his 16 years of life already lived. If you’d asked me before he died, I would’ve firmly told you he would live forever, I almost completely believed it. Unfortunately, that ended up being a fantasy.

However in his time with us, as a young kitten named Billy that I found in the Edmonton humane society, all the way to a wonderful elder feline; Thoat has provided myself and my family with an immense amount of unforgettable memories that we will cherish. I think a silver lining to this is that our son was able to grow up a little bit with him. Watching their bond grow was one of the most special things that I’m thankful for being able to witness and be a part of. Thoat was the first member of my adult family, I grew up with him from the nearly adolescent age of 20.

My family and I will miss him beyond any comparison, he has etched out a large place for himself in our minds and hearts. Never again will we know a friend such as Thoat but in the end, anyone who’s met him will agree, we’re happy to have shared parts of our lives with him. 

We love you, Thoaty!