One afternoon, it was about 110 degrees outside, I noticed she was breathing funny. I felt so bad for her so I gave her some food & water and let her inside to cool off. She loved on me and that’s all it took. I had her checked out by a vet & he said she was about 6-8 mons old, very healthy but VERY pregnant. (Great!)
But because she was still so little, she only had 2 little girls, 2 days after 9/11. I found a good home for one and kept the other: Roxy (I’ll send a pic of Foxy Roxy next week) Lizzie has given me so much. She is my heart, my best friend and my kid. She’s been through the most saddest time of my life with me. Lizzie knows when her mommy doesn’t feel well and she’s the best snuggle-bunny ever. I’m also very proud to say she says “Mama” 🙂 We play “hide & seek”, she’s so fun. Her “sugars” are awesome.
I know I won’t have her forever and it brings tears to my eyes just thinking about it. I’ve been so blessed because of this little furry angel :)”
I bawl every time I read this…
Just as we celebrate our pets, we honor those who left us for now.
The Rainbow Bridge
Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.
When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge.
There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food,water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.
All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by.
The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.
They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent; His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.
You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.
Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together….
Bubba is acting like a cranky old man. He doesn’t like me to leave him alone for too long. Sounds like a baby, eh?
I guess it’s the proverbial circle of life nearing its completion with Bubba. This doesn’t mean he’s gone by a long shot; it simply makes the time with him all the more precious.
My friend, Sue, also has an old cat who whines when she’s not around but acts like a kitten when she is. These can be the best times for the human-animal bond because we’ve gone through a lot together and understand each other. The love is also deeper.
When I lie on the couch and Bubba is perched on the top cushion he will reach down and tap me on the head. If he is ignored, the taps become swats until I turn toward him and nestle my head in his fat, furry body.
My reward is a paw stretched toward my cheek with loud purring and a scratchy cat tongue licking my face. He can act like a dog in a cat suit.