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September 1st 2009
a purple cat toy
Favorite Nap Spot:
a sunny spot
My foster mom found me and my 4 siblings when we were dropped of at the Pima Animal Care Center. I was only 14 days old. We had been found up under the stuffing in a second hand chair that someone had bought. I don't know what happened to our mom or where she was. We were a gray lump in a wire cage in the shelter's intake room. At first, mom couldn't even tell how many of us there were! She brought us all home to try and save us. We probably would have been killed that very same day since there wasn't anyone available to bottle feed a litter of kittens. She bottle fed us around the clock. We had our own nursery room (an extra bedroom), and ALL 5 OF US EVEN LEARNED TO USE THE LITTER BOX WITHOUT ANY TRAINING! Mom just couldn't believe it! She was amazed to see that! Throughout the whole time, mom was so worried that one of us wouldn't make it. But not only did we all survive, WE THRIVED! When we turned 8 weeks old; healthy, socialized, litter box trained and on regular food, mom took us back to the shelter so we could be adopted. Mom already has 5 cats at home. The shelter killed all 5 of us the very same day our mom took us back. What a horrific deed! This happened October 22 of 2009, and our mom still cries every day over our deaths. The day we entered the shelter mom took us home, the day we went back, we were killed.
I was a roly-poly kitten, who loved jumping around and playing. Mom called me Weeble, because I was always wobbling around, but just got back up and kept going. My fur was super long and fuzzy, longer than any of my other siblings. I had the most white on me, too, down my chest and on both front paws.
I may wobble, but I never fall down!
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|November 1st 2009
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October 22nd 2011 5:46 am
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Please stop by and leave a hug or note for our mom today. All 5 of us (my whole family) went to the Bridge 2 years ago. Mom misses us, but we are fine here.
Mom found a poem that describes PURRFECTLY the feeling I had when my little kitten soul left my body and traveled in the TWINKLE OF AN EYE through the atmosphere to GOD.
Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of earth
And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings,
Sunward I've climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth
Of sun-split clouds- and done a hundred things
You have not dreamed of-wheeled and soared and swung
High in the sunlit silence. Hov'ring there,
I've chased the shouting wind along, and flung
My eager fur through footless halls of air.
Up, up the long, delirious, burning blue
I've topped the wind-swept heights with easy grace
Where never lark, or even eagle flew-
And, while with silent lifting mind I've trod
The high untrespassed sanctity of space,
Put out my paw and touched the face of God.
-Pilot Officer John Gillespie Magee, Jr., R.C.A.F.
(some minor changes made to poem to fit me!)
June 12th 2011 12:56 pm
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I have been flying around talking to grieving families whose cherished kitties have gone to the Bridge. So many of our humans left behind are stuck in their grief and can't seem to get through it,(our mom included.)
Our mom found a very interesting quote about grief. Here it is.
"Grief will either be a coffin or a cocoon, the coffin epitaph will read: died at thirty, buried at seventy. But if it's a cocoon, someday a new creation will emerge, far more beautiful than any broken person ever dreamed of becoming."
I hope it will turn into a cocoon for our mom, and for all the other grieving families out there who just don't know how to go on.
October 22nd 2010 12:05 pm
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Today is me and my 4 sibling's one year anniversary of crossing over to the Bridge. Although we were treated as worthless rags to be tossed aside here on earth by the shelter, we are now five priceless treasure's in heaven, where we are finally safe with God.
We were loved and nurtured here by our foster mom, and I remember all five of us sitting on the windowsill, with the window open, in the sun, drinking it up, and napping in it. On the other side of the window screen was a fountain, and we would listen to the water, and lay in the sunshine.
When mom came into our nursery with a plate of food, there would be a mad rush for it, each of us climbing over each other, and walking in our food and wearing it...but don't worry, most of it made it into our little mouths as fast as possible.
We were so curious about what was outside of our nursery door, (5 other cats!!) that we would stick our paws under the door, and try to play with Sterling, or Sasha, or one of the other kitties.
Mom would try to tucker us out after our midnight feeding by playing with us but trying to tucker out 5 kittens ended up tuckering her out!
Mom misses us terribly, and was going to formally adopt us the day after she took us back and find homes for us on her own, but we had already been killed...
But now each of us is a guardian angel for our 5 brothers and sisters still here on earth. I am Sterling's guardian angel, Moonshadow is Natalie's, Luna is Celyons, Nova is Jaspers', and Virgo is Sasha's.
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