Scruffy *Our Little Angel Girl


Domestic Medium Hair
Picture of Scruffy *Our Little Angel Girl, a female Domestic Medium Hair

Photo Comments

Home:New Mexico, USA  [I have a diary!]  
Sex: Female

Photo Comments

Photo Comments

Photo Comments

Photo Comments

Photo Comments

Photo Comments (1)

Photo Comments (1)

Photo Comments (3)

Photo Comments (3)

   Leave a treat for Scruffy *Our Little Angel Girl

Special Gift Box:
The family of Pants, Dirt, Kitten and Tommy
 

Nicknames:
Scrubby, Scrub, Scrubbin, Scruffin

Badges:
Rainbow Bridge
Quick Bio:
-cat rescue

Birthday:
March 11th 1986

Coloration:
Black and White

Likes:
To sleep

Pet-Peeves:
Dogs getting too close to her, Not getting her canned food as soon as possible

Favorite Toy:
None

Favorite Nap Spot:
Her bean bag

Favorite Food:
Canned cat food mixed with a little water mashed into a soft mush.

Dwells:
indoors

Arrival Story:
We found her May 29, 1986 next to a newspaper bin when she was about 3 months old.

Bio:
Scruffy lived to 22 years of age. She crossed over the Rainbow Bridge May 5, 2008. Be at peace, little Scruffy.

Forums Motto:
Sleep is good











I've Been On Catster Since:
April 2nd 2006 More than 8 years!

Rosettes Given In The Past Month:


Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Catster Id:
292265


Meet my family
REDFORD COOPERTundra ~ DG
#6
Manytoes ~ DB
#120
LynzeeWishbone~An
Angel Now
Sparkee *Our
Sweet Angel*
Strider *Dear
Angel*
Missy-Beloved
Kitty
1989-2009
Rory ~ DB #60NINA KEIGHTY
Our Past
Fosters
Preston *Angel
Too Soon*
MICKFORREST

Meet my Feline Friends
See all my Feline Friends
See all my Feline Friends
 

I Lived A Good, Long Life


Poems From Our New Friend, Cesar

July 31st 2012 11:23 pm
[ Leave A Comment | 1 person already has ]

My new friend, Cesar, sent me and Missy these poems. I appreciate them
with all my heart. Thank you Cesar and dad.

I know God has taken you home. I'm just someone
that's taken care of you,"
"It's hard to believe that you're gone. But you're in
a more peaceful place than here. I'll see you when I
can. Wait for me at the gates of heaven."


How can I bear to lose you, my precious gentle one,
To know that you will not be here when my day is done?
So much of my heart, my love, have I given up to you,
How then can I stand the pain now that your life is through?
My sorrow overwhelms me, the tears so freely flow,
How can I carry on my life, with a heart that's laden so?
Then the answer comes to me from the stillness in my soul.
Remembering the love we shared will help to make me whole.
I'll hold you in a special place, so deep within my heart
And in these loving memories we'll never be apart.
You will not be so far away, your presence I will feel.
I'll wrap myself in your memory and so very slowly I will heal.
The years we shared, the little joys, the laughter and the tears
My love for you will never die, but strengthen with the years
So fare you well, my precious love, I gently let you go
And pray to all the Gods there be that you will always know
I loved you so, my little one, that love will never cease
I gave you warmth, I gave you love, and now I give you peace.
~ Constance Jenkins~


A Cat's Prayer

To Those Who Love & Those Who Love Me

When I am gone, release me, let me go-
I have so many things to see and do.
You must not tie yourself to me with tears,
Be happy that we had so many years.
I gave you my love, you can only guess
How much you gave me in happiness.
I thank you for the love you have shown.
But now it is time I traveled alone.
So grieve awhile for me if grieve you must,
Then let your grief be comforted by trust,
It is only for a while that we must part,
So bless the memories within your heart,
I will not be far away, for life goes on,
So if you need me, call and I will come.
Though you can not see or touch me, I will be near.
And if you listen with your heart, you will hear
All my love around you soft and clear.
And then, when you must come this way alone,
I will greet you with a smile and "Welcome Home".




Goodbye

With heavy hearts; and a tear in our eyes
after all these years; we must say goodbye
Please understand; we've done all we could
if there was anything we could do; you know we would

I'm sitting right here; gently rub your ears
while I talk to you softly; trying to hold back the tears
The memories you gave us; we'll never forget
especially the ones; of the day we all met

One last hug; and one last kiss
you have no idea; how much you'll be missed
To look into your eyes; this one last time
you tell me it's ok; you know it's your time

Close your eyes now; and go to sleep
we'll pray to the Lord; you're soul he'll keep
Go in peace now; our good friend
we'll stay right here with you; until the end

Dream of that special day and time
when we'll meet at the Bridge; and all will be fine
We'll run and play; side by side
with a soft warm feeling; deep down inside

Your memory will live on; in each one of us
you'll always be number 1; to all of us
Have a safe journey; through the night
I promise when you awake; you'll be in God's light

So with heavy hearts; and tears in our eyes
just for now my friend; we say goodbye

John Quealy




FROM FRIEND TO FRIEND
Author Unknown

You're giving me a special gift,
So sorrowfully endowed,
And through these last few cherished days,
Your courage makes me proud.

But really, love is knowing
When your best friend is in pain,
And understanding earthly acts
Will only be in vain.

So looking deep into your eyes,
Beyond, into your soul,
I see in you the magic, that will
Once more make me whole.

The strength that you possess,
Is why I look to you today,
To do this thing that must be done,
For it's the only way.

That strength is why I've followed you,
And chose you as my friend,
And why I've loved you all these years...
My partner 'til the end.

Please, understand just what this gift,
You're giving, means to me,
It gives me back the strength I've lost,
And all my dignity.

You take a stand on my behalf,
For that is what friends do.
And know that what you do is right,
For I believe it too.

So one last time, I breathe your scent,
And through your hand I feel,
The courage that's within you,
To now grant me this appeal.

Cut the bonds that hold me here,
Dear friend, and let me run,
Once more a strong and steady cat,
My pain and struggle done.

And don't despair my passing,
For I won't be far away,
Forever here, within your heart,
And memory I'll stay.

I'll be there watching over you,
Your forever friend,
And in your memories I'll play,
Healthy once again.

 

My Nine Lives Have Expired

May 7th 2008 12:21 pm
[ Leave A Comment | 2 people already have ]

This is a sad way to start a diary. You see, I'm no longer here but at the Bridge. My mom feels very guilty about not starting it when I was alive, but what can you do now? Not much.

I had been getting very, very thin and frail lately. I had become incontinent. My dad would have to change the pee pee pad on my bed many times a day. My mom knew it was a matter of time when all my nine lives would expire. I had heard them (dad and mom) talking about putting me down. She would cry and say I guess it would be better. She always feels so much guilt when one of her beloved pets is getting closer to crossing the Bridge. Dad would tell her that I lived a very good life. A very long life. Loved and cared for. And it was just my time. But that doesn't take the guilt away. She'll be dwelling on the what ifs and the I should ofs for a long while. She's just that way.

My life with my mom and dad started when I was about 3 months old back in 1986. My dad found me by a used newspaper drop box May 29th. I was full of pine tree sap and quite scruffy looking, hence the name.

I came into a family that already had 6 cats and just a few days earlier dad had said to mom, "No more cats!" because she had decided to keep the mama cat she rescued from the alley and the kittens she had had (I outlived them all). Well, when he found me he was torn between leaving me there or taking me home. He didn't know what he was going to tell mom after those "famous last words". He chose to take me home. Mom noticed that he was talking like he was beating around the bush about something. Then, finally he admitted that he had found something. She asked what. A kitten. Where?? Where is it?? In the truck. Well, bring it in. She had no problem with me but dad had a real guilty look thinking about what he had said about "no more cats". He said he was going to find a good home for me.

She took one look at me and felt so bad 'cause of all the sticky sap all over me. She gave me a bath and tried to clip the sap off but it was just impossible to get it all. In time it all came off and I was beautiful.

I did have a good, long life. All my nine lives were lived with the same family in the same house, so yes, my dad really did find me a good home.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Scruffy~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~March 7(?), 1986 - May 5, 2008~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
~~~~~~~Crossed over the Bridge in her sleep at about 3:00 PM~~~~~~~~~
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~22 Years Old~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

 
See all diary entries for Scruffy *Our Little Angel Girl