Catherine K. Heintz
On April 5, 2014, Catherine K. Heintz (nee Stout) went to live with Jesus. At the young age of 53, after fighting a fierce battle for four years, she succumbed to the ravages of cancer.
Cathy leaves behind grieving parents (Patsy Stout, Fred & Shirley Stout) and sister (Elizabeth Streif), extended family, as well as a plethora of friends from the Irish Wolfhound community, her work at Pfizer and Washington University, and various others who were fortunate enough to have her in their lives.
Rest in peace, dear sweet Cathy. We take comfort in knowing that you are no longer in pain, and that we will meet again in Heaven.
If so inclined, memorial donations can be made to www.helpingstrays.org
I was blessed to call you my friend. Thanks be to God you now well, and safe in His arms. Prayers of peace to Beth and your family. Miss you lots, buddy.
Bye Cathy – I will miss you so much. I guess heaven needed you more than us, lots of IWs up there for you watch over. Please say hi to my bullies for me too, ok?
Cathy will be missed…especially her love for animals, her quick wit and her devotion to family. It is a sadness to see such a beautiful life ended so soon before it’s time. Peace to many who loved her with all their hearts, especially her parents and sister. You will be in my prayers. Sue
Cathy, I know you are happy and pain free, experiencing the joys of Heaven in the presence of our Savior, Jesus. But those of us left behind miss you and always will. You were a wonderful lady with a vast knowledge of animals especially dogs and horses, and a great love of Irish Wolfhounds. It was a privilege to have known you as a friend. I will never forget your kindness, patience, and humor. I am thankful to have with me the Irish Wolfhound you located for me when I lost my other girl. My heart and prayers go out to your family. You are greatly loved by so many
Dear Cathy,
It’s hard to believe it’s been nearly 8 years now since you left us. I still miss you and that little giggle that was uniquely yours. I know you and Donna are back together now with all the dogs. I still have that “Kennel Help” hat you gave me for Christmas one year. Take care and with some luck, I’ll see you again one day.