Bella My Beautiful Angel

Turkish Angora
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Home:Ridgewood, NY  [I have a diary!]  
Sex: Female   Weight: 7 lbs.

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Mommys Princess girl! Daddy's Beasel-weast! Bellisimo, My friendy friend

Kitty Complexion:
sleepyvery active
not curiousvery curious
not vocalvery vocal

Sun Sign:
Rainbow Bridge
Quick Bio:
-purebred-cat rescue

Gotcha Date:
July 8th 1999

August 8th 1998

Gray and White

napping, eating and loving on us and having us pet her.

any other cat. Bella is a Diva!

Favorite Toy:
good catnip toys

Favorite Nap Spot:
She's on a quilt with a soft blanket on the couch. Since we moved to our apartment, she no longer sleeps with us. We were sad she wouldn't, but figured the spot on the couch is her 'space' and reminds her of being at the old house, next to the window.

Favorite Food:
Back on Nutros. She was having a reaction to other food. She also has to take pepcid now before meals!

She can weasel into our door by putting her little head through nose first!


Arrival Story:
Bella came to us from outside. She must have been abandoned, and was protecting her kittens from our horrible neighbor who was hosing them with cold water by standing in front of them. We got Bella and the kittens, found the kits homes, but Bella was my girl. I made the mistake of trying to place her with a friend but she didn't want to be there. He called me and told me she was hiding under the bed. Though she'd like it being the only cat, she has to share our attentions with her brother 'Orange Ruffy'. She is my baby and my best friend with fur. On Wed, September 19, 2012, Bella was escorted lovingly to the Bridge. She had been on multiple medications and was battline CKD, intestinal issues, had lost weight, was down to 4 1/2 lbs from her original 10. We miss you my lovely little Beasel. Know we love you so much. We know the Brige welcomes you with purrs. Thank you Dr. Miglorino, Rachel, Bella's tech and Auntie, and all our wonderful friends here for their purrs and prayers. They are much cherished.

Bella was first sighted around 1998. She had a litter of kittens, and raised them in our aunt's backyard across the street. She would accept food from my aunt, but wouldn't let her near. That litter of kittens dissapeared and so did Bella for a bit. Then she had another litter near our house...and we rescued her and the kits.

Forums Motto:
Mommys Kitty Girl! I know I\'m loved!

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October 27th 2009 More than 7 years!

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The Magick of Cats....

October 23rd 2013 4:52 am
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Ah, with every passing, we can see, from here, just this side of the veil, the aching heart of our people, the worry and fear in others...will they be leaving soon too?

As I turn back from my reaching out to stretch and loll in sunhine, for it's warm at the Bridge-I turn and I come to the edge...

and I watch the barrier shimmer, and I, and others, we come close and we see another come through.

Some of us are Guides-we have never had constraints-you don't once you make the crossing-you can proceed back and forth. Sometimes our people see us. Our cat and animal families always do-for we aren't bound by all the concerns and beliefs imparted onto Humans.

And as I watch another cat races forward, and she touches noses to her sibling and there is purring, and they rise up on their hinds and even swat as they sniff.

and I'm soon joined by Gumpy, who races foward and begins his greetings...and Samoa, and Hazel Lucy and Buddy, who have come to watch and greet..

And I can see people coming to love us, for our human families that have crossed are here too....

Hazel Lucy and I exchange looks and she is pragmatic. Hazel Lucy has alway been so....she moved forward and sends out before her rays of warm pink and lavender and azure blue..she doesn't need to speak, it's enough...and Buddie is as he always is, warm and kind and gentle.

I am watching the two cats join with others, and soon we have formed a circle and are doing what cats do always, playing, and rolling and racing around and leaping high in the air...and then, the new one finds she does...that there are no constraints...and the leap turns into a moment of airborne wonder....

and I, purring, finally, touch noses to hers, and swish my tail with she, gazing back at the barrier knows at once the answer to the unvoiced questions....

Love is Forever...

And so lay here close, and feel the rough warmth of mother tongue, that which you have not had in years, and be healed.....

Do we miss our people? We miss the touch, the feel of their hands on our coat, that warmth and kindness. But we know with the immortal soul of cat, it will come again. We are not one dimensional, no, we can again, at the time when it's most urgent, leap and keep going, and land, yes, back...

how I can not say-but I have seen others...we hold the magick within.

And if I could say to her person one thing I would say this-be comforted, for love is forever-to quote a much loved movie of my person mother-'luminous beings are we-not this crude matter'. We were made of such before we took form-but I would argue-that form is magical too-and now, so missed-I know. But please know she-decided on this somewhere before. You will be together again, this I know. For all the gentle kindness of All would not separate such as you. I can say this with surety.

You have glimpsed this place in your dreams-it's more real than you know. And as I greet an old friend with joy and contentment, as I play with cats I have come to know through the magick of truly magickal folk without fur-no matter their definition of Rainbow, or 'Heaven' or anything else-for all is Good...and as I reach out with a soft paw to touch soft fur...I send, to her human Mother, waves of comfort and love....

For You are, and always will be, much loved.



Happy Birthday-and it is!

August 8th 2013 5:26 pm
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Dear all,
Thankyou for remembering me on my birthday!

I know mom's been away from Catster for a bit. Things should start getting back to normal now that she's finished Grad school and is just waiting for her grades to come in. Hopefully,s he'll be able to graduate in Sept.

I know mom misses me, but she's doing ok. She glances at my picture, and smiles and says 'Hi Bella, thank you for loving me. Thank you for being my best friend'. And she know's I'm never too far from her-we belong to each other.

Thank all of you for your wonderful wishes and presents! We all are wonderful cats, and I am so lucky to have wonderful kitty and human friends.

With much love,


A view from the Bridge

January 15th 2013 11:23 am
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Hi Everyone,

I am so happy that there is a Newcat living safe with Mommy and Daddy. I know that as I sit here and purr, that Newcat is snoozing on a pillow, safe and even if a little afraid, going to florish with love.
Awhile back, something happened that hurt Mommy-who is really unhurtable. She's worked in rescue a very long time, worked for a no kill shelter for 15 years before that, as she began to get into rescue, because she felt that there is no such thing as 'unadoptable'.
Mommy and Daddy were talking about me the other night. Daddy and Mommy were discussing when I'd come back. Mommy grew thoughtful. 'She may. But you know, I have a feeling we had our full cycle together. Bella and me...and then you, too. She had a life that was what she wanted, I think. She did what she set out to do'.
Mommy and Daddy were quiet. And then Mommy smiled. "I thought it would hurt more when we came home. I miss her. But there is a feeling of fullness....she had a wonderous life, and a loving and gentle passing. She was ready-her body was no longer her vechile, and so she left it, leaping up and over.
I miss Bella. But it's so clear that her journey lay elsewhere-and that was ok."

I purred softly to Mommy and Daddy. And I watched as a new fur, rescued from death before his time, with wonderous life and adventures head of him, curles up into a relaxed and relieved sleep in a quiet room, with only Natalie's snores...and the thunder of the elevated line a few feet away-to disturb him.

Do we, spirits of so many colors, not take on our earthly forms, or purr in comfort and love for our people? Of course we do. We trot across keyboards, we, when needed, marshall rescources to draw to us a million points of light and materialize for a few moments into the dimension we hurtled out of, to crash into it again, dive through that moist air and stretch out to scoop another feline to safety....
We turn and purr at our person's shoulder, willing them with who and what we are to Know.
We form a bond that is beyond the physical, and we, as Felines, with our Knowing, move back and forth between worlds, messnegers, Guides. We Are.
We heal. We protect, we cast out our psyche across the distance to others with perked ears and purrs, and whisper 'trust miracles do occur'. We do this, for as Felines, we Are.
And if you doubt, lift that kitten to your heart, or the Elderwise cat that has regarded you when sleeping, with a lovely 'Rrrt?' or the cat, lolling on the cat tree, staring into the Beyond.
We are here.
And when the time is right....the urge to strong, the need to great...
We don once again fur that is brushed and burnished by sun and mooon...
We leap high...
And arrive, as we left, with mischief and love, and always, always light.

for we are the Mystery of Cat

Love, always,

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