Spiderweb
Not So Special One
- Location
- North Yorkshire
Bobbie is just over 11 months old now, his head is only marginally smaller than a massive pumpkin!
Ain’t it great to be a one year old pup!Happy Woofday big boy xxx
Gosh, that made my eyes leak a bit. Yes, they break your heart every time you have to let one go but life without a pet is close to unbearable for me. Currently have a Siamese cat on my lap and leaning over her to type this.hoping not to bring anyone down. but as a matter of closure & since we'll all pass thru that door. this weekend we said goodbye to one of three sibling cats. since he was black & because it was Halloween I lit a black candle at dusk. Stormy loved the night. I wore black all day
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he loved his siblings despite territorial trials. they were a team, especially when they were outside. our Son named him
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we loved chasing & sometimes catching chipmunks. 2 summers ago he chased a fisher-cat up a tree
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& he meowed in the morning for catnip, which he would roll it. not everyday, moderation after all ...
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his last day, marked by severe physical disabilities, was as comfortable as I could make it. he purred in my lap, on the couch & on a warm fleece at the Doctor's office. Stormy would often come to me in bed at night when the lights were dim, climb on y chest & drip. what is it w/ black cats & dripping. our previous black cat "Rita" did the same thing. after a cpl minutes he would stretch out real long on the bed next to me, while I combed & brushed him. that was heaven for him. that is, until Wifey came to bed then we would scurry back downstairs w/ his siblings
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with all the best memories, we say goodbye & we will miss him & remember him always. his siblings seem curious & are exhibiting some signs that they are missing his presence, so we concentrate on them where appropriate. hug your pets, we know you do. our time with them is temporary. as-is our own time w/ each other. yesterday was sad, not as horrible as Saturday. today & tomorrow will be better, for us ... we buried some of his fur * gathered from a comb I used on him that last morning. he loved being groomed. we wrapped the little box of fur in black paper w/ his name in silver marker & buried it out back where the sun rises & where the setting sun falls on our garden. we can look out there & remember him, in all his joy. the last year or so he had 1 white whisker. altho in that photo it looks like more. ok then. right. moving on ... gotta go little buddy. such a good boy. pat pat. scratch scratch. I'll be looking for signs of you in nature & I trust you'll make your presence known to me. it wasn't a happy Halloween, but the connection didn't go unnoticed & helped a little, I think. everyone at the Vet's office thought he was beautiful & couldn't have been kinder
thank you. we had a Siamese when I was young. blue eyes, a bit crossed. ;-)Gosh, that made my eyes leak a bit. Yes, they break your heart every time you have to let one go but life without a pet is close to unbearable for me. Currently have a Siamese cat on my lap and leaning over her to type this. Sorry for the loss of your pal.
hoping not to bring anyone down. but as a matter of closure & since we'll all pass thru that door. this weekend we said goodbye to one of three sibling cats. since he was black & because it was Halloween I lit a black candle at dusk. Stormy loved the night. I wore black all day
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he loved his siblings despite territorial trials. they were a team, especially when they were outside. our Son named him
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we loved chasing & sometimes catching chipmunks. 2 summers ago he chased a fisher-cat up a tree
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& he meowed in the morning for catnip, which he would roll it. not everyday, moderation after all ...
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his last day, marked by severe physical disabilities, was as comfortable as I could make it. he purred in my lap, on the couch & on a warm fleece at the Doctor's office. Stormy would often come to me in bed at night when the lights were dim, climb on y chest & drip. what is it w/ black cats & dripping. our previous black cat "Rita" did the same thing. after a cpl minutes he would stretch out real long on the bed next to me, while I combed & brushed him. that was heaven for him. that is, until Wifey came to bed then we would scurry back downstairs w/ his siblings
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with all the best memories, we say goodbye & we will miss him & remember him always. his siblings seem curious & are exhibiting some signs that they are missing his presence, so we concentrate on them where appropriate. hug your pets, we know you do. our time with them is temporary. as-is our own time w/ each other. yesterday was sad, not as horrible as Saturday. today & tomorrow will be better, for us ... we buried some of his fur * gathered from a comb I used on him that last morning. he loved being groomed. we wrapped the little box of fur in black paper w/ his name in silver marker & buried it out back where the sun rises & where the setting sun falls on our garden. we can look out there & remember him, in all his joy. the last year or so he had 1 white whisker. altho in that photo it looks like more. ok then. right. moving on ... gotta go little buddy. such a good boy. pat pat. scratch scratch. I'll be looking for signs of you in nature & I trust you'll make your presence known to me. it wasn't a happy Halloween, but the connection didn't go unnoticed & helped a little, I think. everyone at the Vet's office thought he was beautiful & couldn't have been kinder
thank you. we had a Siamese when I was young. blue eyes, a bit crossed. ;-)