Onion the Domestic Shorthair

During the early golden hours of May 26, 2026, in Lebanon, PA, one skinny black and white tomcat named "Onion" slipped into peaceful eternity to lie down with the lion and the lamb (Isa. 65:25). Onion was already grown when he was discovered in a drawer and rescued by the Zayas family four years ago (revived from apparent hypothermia by mommy Melanie, who promptly administered a warm bath), so his age was forever a mystery—for God only knows how many layers an onion has!—but he immediately became the "big brother" and best friend to Melanie's one-year-old son when the little boy came into the picture, even sitting politely and allowing the new baby to grab at his tail. Every night after Melanie gave birth, Onion would sleep in her bed like a lilliputian protector. Onion was even sweeter on his humans than he was on charging in the sun, or chirping at invisible intruders. He was also fond of biting plastic, making it impossible for anyone around him to have a snack like a bag of chips in peace! Onion is survived by his loving family, the Zayas, including one lady cat friend, and he was affectionate toward dogs as well. All will miss his 4 AM zoomies and his soothing purr. In lieu of flowers, please take a moment to reflect on Onion's life as you cuddle your own feline friend today.