September 2nd 2014 6:25 pm
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I have not been able to post, say hello to friends, or even send friends gifts. It has been lonely thinking of you all, and I can't even get into my old groups. I hope this makes it to you, my friends. It is my Rainbow Bridge Day, and I'd like to thank everyone who remembered. We have always been a community to support difficult days with each other, and it is with a hopeful heart that I wish for my friends to know that I am thinking of each of you. Please know I love you all. I truly hope this reaches you. Kisses and purrs from Rainbow Bridge.
November 30th 2013 10:21 pm
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I don't know if it's the twinkle of the Christmas tree lights, or the quietness of the dark, cold nights - but I'm thinkng of you. I'm wondering how you are and what you are exploring at the Bridge. I'm thinking of your green eyes and your orange striped nose. I'm thinking of your deep voiced meows. I'm thinking of how happy you were out here in the country. I'm missing you. My Lily.
September 2nd 2013 9:49 am
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Hello dear friends. As you know, I've been missing for a couple of months. My mom has thought she's heard a cat jump on the counter or meow when no other cats were around. She wrote a little about it in my brother Percy's journal. She had a gut feeling that I was saying my goodbyes because I had passed. Mom's gut usually is right about these things. This morning, mom found what was left of my remains under the house. It is sad for mom, but she finally knows that I didn't run away or was trapped somewhere suffering and starving. I am at peace at the Brigde. I saw Zane, and I told him how much mom missed him. He said he knew because he could feel her, and then I knew because I could feel her, too. There is so much love at the Bridge that when mom found me, I filled her heart up so full there was no space left for tears. She is finally free of the worrying. She is very sad that I didn't get a longer life, but I told her that the numbers don't matter, it's the experience that counts, and I loved my life out there sitting in the sun, exploring the bushes, and giving headbutts. It was a wonderful life.
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