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| Wicca |
Her suffering has ended.
She was The Naviguesser's and DIL's cat. It's my grandkids' first encounter with death. We've all been there. Whether it's a beloved cat or dog, our furry friends become family. They share in our joy and in our sadness.
A trip to the vet had been planned, Wicca had her own plan. She cuddled with the DIL and the grandkids for a while, then at some point in the night, when everyone was asleep, she found a place to lie down one last time.
She was loved, she will be missed.
Farewell my furry grandbaby.
I cry for an old friend and for my son and his family.
She was a good cat.
We cry for those we love.
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DeleteYes, we do. Thanks Nylon12.
DeleteThanks WSF.
DeleteThey're never just a pet, they're FAMILY and the loss is just as painful as losing any other family member.
ReplyDeleteWe always know when we acquire that new furry family member we're eventually going to have to go through
the pain and sadness of telling them goodbye. Each time we go through this many of us say never again but
eventually I always invite that new furry friend into our household because I cannot live without the pure
love and joy they bring into my life.
Speak of me as you have always done.
Remember the good times, laughter, and fun.
Share the happy memories we've made.
Do not let them wither or fade.
I'll be with you in the summer's sun
And when the winter's chill has come.
I'll be the voice that whispers in the breeze.
I'm peaceful now, put your mind at ease.
I've rested my eyes and gone to sleep,
But memories we've shared are yours to keep.
Sometimes our final days may be a test,
But remember me when I was at my best.
Although things may not be the same,
Don't be afraid to use my name.
Let your sorrow last for just a while.
Comfort each other and try to smile.
I've lived a life filled with joy and fun.
Live on now, make me proud of what you'll become.
Good words Russ, thanks.
DeleteThey leave a hole in our hearts when they leave us.
ReplyDeleteThey certainly do, thanks John.
DeleteWhether we have to give them to a new home or they cross the Rainbow Bridge, they leave a space in our lives.
ReplyDeleteOh yes, that's the truth. thanks Skip.
DeleteSo sorry for your loss my friend.
ReplyDeleteThanks Glenn.
DeleteThey become family, but live such a brief time with us. I'm sorry for your loss.
ReplyDeleteThanks BP.
DeleteIt's easy to think "It's only a cat" (or dog, or horse), until you've had one adopt you (or several). Then as rkinion said, they're Family and part of your life. Unfortunately, death is part of life and we'll all get there someday. I take a bit of comfort in the belief that this is true. You and your family are in our prayers.
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DeleteThanks juvat.
Hey AFSarge;
ReplyDeleteI am sorry for your loss, and I am a firm believer in the rainbow bridge, I believe that we will meet them in the other side. and take solace in this, Wicca choose her time sparing you the vet visit.
She was a good cat. I too believe.
DeleteThanks MrG.
There's something special about a cat. I love dogs, well, the three that have shared my life, but cats really seem to be fully separate individuals that let you into their lives. Seen cats unchoose to live with someone, and then go walkabout and choose another family.
ReplyDeleteSpecial fondness for black or mostly black cats.
My heart goes out to you and yours, and the Nsvi- and DILs children. Death sucks bad enough as an adult, but as a kid?
I hate some learning lessons that get thrust upon us.
Bleh. Should be raining. As that would match what those kids now feel.
Thanks Beans, good words.
DeleteGlad that Wicca's sickness and ill-health are over with as it is so very hard to see our loved ones suffer. Glad she was able to say her good=byes in her fashion. Very sad that your family...her family...has to go through the pain of missing her. Fourteen years is a long time to have a kitty cat. There are no words that can make the hurt feel better. They truly do leave a hole in our hearts when they leave us.
ReplyDeleteHope that some day soon, your family will be able to find another kitty to help with the healing, although no one can ever fill the hole left by a pet who is gone.
And second Beans...should be raining, and some lessons just suck to have to learn!!
Hard lessons indeed.
DeleteThanks Suz.
I am sorry for your loss of Wicca. They leave little paw prints all over our hearts. ❤
ReplyDeleteShe had a BIG personality.
DeleteThanks Mary.
You and the family have my deepest sympathy. I'm not a "cat person", but I am a "pet person", and I know how empty they feel now that all nine lives have been fully lived.
ReplyDeleteThanks drjim.
DeleteI'm so very sorry. The loss of a pet is heartbreaking, be it the first time or not. Hugs.
ReplyDeleteThank you HotR. It never gets easy, the pain stays (though it does lessen over time), but the memories and the love remain, always.
DeleteWe are sorry for your loss. To share it here, I pray, eases your pain.
ReplyDeleteIt helps. Thanks Dave.
DeleteYeah. Wicca is "only a cat". Just as Grover (named by the boys) was "only a dog". My deepest sympathies, Sarge. As I loved Grover (and I think he loved me), I know all of you loved your Wicca.
ReplyDeleteThey are special, a gift from God.
DeleteThanks Jim.
I guess our pets do prepare us for death ahead of more significant and personal ones. We had outdoor cats up in Oregon, but they must have just found that final place to lie down out in the woods somewhere I would guess, as we just noticed they never came home. The loss of them wasn't as significant as our dogs to me, although the cats were my sisters' pets. Predators could have been the cause, but our dogs seemed to keep them away for the most part. Sorry for your g-kids, and you of course.
ReplyDeleteThanks Tuna.
DeleteSorry for your loss Sarge. I guess it never gets any easier, does it?
ReplyDeleteNo, it doesn't. Thanks Aaron.
DeleteThe years pass so much faster now and it's as if life is in a rush to the end. They are family and dearly missed when they are gone. Sorry for your family's loss.
ReplyDeleteI've noticed that lately, blink and a year passes.
DeleteThanks Cap'n.
Crying for the loss of a pet is a good thing. Tears are a solvent for the pain. When Lazarus Rottencat died in my arms, I cried all afternoon.
ReplyDeleteTrue, oddly enough I thought of you and Lazarus while writing this post.
DeleteThanks Scott.
Big Badger Hug!
DeleteThanks Scott.
DeleteAnimals who choose to let us into their lives for a while are G--'s way of telling us we're okay. Currently keeping watch over my deceased wife's black cat, The Great and Terrible Bear, as he is known at the vet's. Near as can be figured he's got to be in excess of 20 as I know he came into the yard (as a replacement) back sometime in the '90's. Mostly he just hangs out on the bed and gets off it to eat and poop. Gets lost trying find his way back from the kitchen, heh, heh. But as long as he hangs on I'll do whatever it takes to help him find his way. With luck your DIL and GD will walk outside one day and find a replacement waiting in the yard.
ReplyDeleteThe Lord does provide.
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