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From my lovely Winnie - Why we choose tears..

July 12th 2011 7:05 am
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I know it is long...but it is truth...

YOU HAVE CHOSEN TEARS

The little orange boy stopped.
Behind him, kitties were playing, chasing each other and
wrestling in the warm sunshine.
It looked like so much fun, but in front of him, through
the clear stillness of the pond's water, he could see his mommy.
And she was crying.
He pawed at the water, trying to get at her, and when
that didn't work, he jumped into the shallow water. All that got him was wet and Mommy's image danced away in the ripples.
"Mommy!" he cried. "Is something wrong?" The little orange boy turned around.

A lady was standing at the edge of the pond, her eyes
sad but filled with love.
The little orange boy sighed and walked out of the water.
"There's been a mistake," he said. "I'm not supposed to be here."
He looked back at the water.
It was starting to still again and his mommy's image was coming back.
"I'm just a baby. Mommy said it had to be a mistake. She said I wasn't
supposed to come here yet." The kind lady sighed and sat down on the grass.
The little orange boy climbed into her lap.
It wasn't Mommy's lap, but it was almost as good.
When she started to pet him and scratch under his chin like he liked, he
started to purr. He hadn't wanted to, but he couldn't help it.
"I'm afraid there is no mistake. You are supposed to be
here and your mommy knows it deep down in her heart," the lady said.
The little orange boy sighed and laid his head on the lady's leg.
"But she's so sad. It hurts me to see her cry. And daddy too."
"But they knew right from the beginning this would happen."
"That I was sick?"

That surprised the little orange boy.
No one had ever said anything and he had listened when
they thought he was sleeping.
All he had heard them talk about was how cute he was, or
how fast he was or how big he was getting.
"No, not that you were sick," the lady said.
"But you see, they chose tears."
"No, they didn't," the little orange boy argued. Who would choose to cry?
The lady gently brushed the top of his head with a kiss.
It made him feel safe and loved and warm - but he still worried about his mommy.

"Let me tell you a story," the lady said.
The little orange boy looked up and saw other animals gathering around. Cats - Big Boy and Snowball and Shamus and Abby and little Cleo and Robin. Merlin and Toby and Iggy and Zachary. Sweetie and Kamatte and Obie. Dogs too- Sally and Baby and Morgan and Rocky and Belle. Even a lizard named Clyde and some rats named Saffron and Becky and a hamster named Odo. They all lay down near the kind lady and looked up at her, waiting.
She smiled at them and began:

A long long time ago, the Loving Ones went to the Angel
in Charge. They were lonesome and asked the Angel to help them.
The Angel took them to a wall of windows and let them
look out the first window at all sorts of things - dolls and stuffed animals and cars and toys and sporting events. "Here are things you can love," the Angel said. "They will keep you from being lonesome." "Oh, thank you," the Loving Ones said. "These are just what we need."
"You have chosen Pleasure," the Angel told them.

But after a time the Loving Ones came back to the Angel in Charge. "Things are okay to love," they said. "But they don't care that we love them." The Angel in Charge led them over to the second window. It looked out at all sorts of wild animals. "Here are animals to love," he said. "They will know you love them." So the Loving Ones hurried out to care for the wild
animals.
"You have chosen Satisfaction," the Angel said.

Some of the Loving Ones worked at zoos and wild animal
preserves, some just had bird feeders in their yards, but after a time they all came back to the Angel in Charge. "They know we love them," they told the Angel. "But they don't love us back. We want to be loved in return." So the Angel took them to the third window and showed them lots of people walking around, hurrying places. "Here are people for you to love," the Angel told them. So the Loving Ones hurried off to find other people to love.
"You have chosen Commitment," the Angel said.

But after a time a lot of Loving Ones came back to the
Angel in Charge. "People were okay to love," they said. "But sometimes they stopped loving us and left. They broke our hearts." The Angel just shook his head. "I cannot help you," he said. "You will have to be satisfied with the choices I gave you."

As the Loving Ones were leaving, someone saw a window
off to one side and hurried to look out.
Through it, they could see puppies and kittens and dogs
and cats and lizards and hamsters and ferrets.
The other Loving Ones hurried over. "What about these?" they asked. But the Angel just tried to shoo them away.
"Those are Personal Empathy Trainers," he said.
"But there's a problem with their system operations."
"Would they know that we love them?" someone asked.
"Yes," the Angel said.
"Would they love us back?" another asked.
"Yes," the Angel said.
"Will they stop loving us?" someone else asked.
"No," the Angel admitted. "They will love you forever."
"Then these are what we want," the Loving Ones said.
But the Angel was very upset.

"You don't understand," he told them. "You will have to
feed these animals."
"That's all right," the Loving Ones said.
"You will have to clean up after them and take care of them forever."
"We don't care."
The Loving Ones did not listen. They went down to where
the Pets were and picked them up, seeing the love in their own hearts reflected in the animals' eyes.

"They were not programmed right," the Angel said. "We can't offer a warranty. We don't know how durable they are. Some of their systems malfunction very quickly, others last a long time." But the Loving Ones did not care.
They were holding the warm little bodies and finding
their hearts so filled with love that they thought they would burst. "We will take our chances," they said.
"You do not understand." The Angel tried one more time.
"They are so dependent on you that even the most well-made of them is not designed to out live you. You are destined to suffer their loss."
The Loving Ones looked at the sweetness in their arms
and nodded.
"That is how it should be. It is a fair trade for the
love they offer."

The Angel just watched them all go, shaking his head.
"You have chosen Tears," he whispered.

"So it is," the kind lady told the kitties.
"And so each mommy and daddy knows. When they take a baby into their heart, they know that one day it will leave them and they will cry."
The little orange boy sat up. "So why do they take us in?" he asked.
"Because even a moment of your love is worth years of pain later."
"Oh."

The little orange boy got off the lady's lap and went back to the edge of the pond. His mommy was still there, and still crying.
"Will she ever stop crying?" he asked the kind lady.
She nodded. "You see, the Angel felt sorry for the
Loving Ones, knowing how much they would suffer. He couldn't take the tears away but he made them special."

She dipped her hand into the pond and let the water
trickle off her fingers. "He made them healing tears, formed from the special water here. Each tear holds bits of all the happy times of purring and petting and shared love. And the promise of love once again.

As your mommy cries, she is healing. It may take a long
while, but the tears will help her feel better. In time she will be less sad and she will smile when she thinks of you.
And then she will open her heart again to another little baby."
"But then she will cry again one day," the little orange
boy said.

The lady just smiled at him as she got to her feet.
"No, she will love again. That is all she will think
about."
She picked up Big Boy and Snowball and gave them hugs,
then scratched Morgan's ear just how she liked.

"Look," she said. "The butterflies have come. Shall we
go over to play?"
The other animals all ran ahead, but the little orange
boy wasn't ready to leave his mommy.
"Will I ever get to be with her again?"
The kind lady nodded.
"You'll be in the eyes of every kitty she looks at.
You'll be in the purr of every cat she pets. And late at night, when she's fast asleep, your spirit will snuggle up close to her and you both will feel at
peace.

One day soon, you can even send her a rainbow to tell her you're safe and waiting here for when it's her turn to come."
"I would like that," the little orange boy said and took
one long look at his mommy.
He saw her smile slightly through her tears and he knew
she had remembered the time he almost fell into the bathtub.
"I love you, Mommy," he whispered. "It's okay if you
cry."

He glanced over at the other pets, running and playing
and laughing with the butterflies.
"Uh, Mommy? I gotta go play now, okay? But I'll be
around, I promise."
Then he turned and raced after the others.

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Seasons

July 9th 2011 5:14 pm
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there is a season for everything, we are born, we grow, we live, we die...my seasons here have ended and my new season across the rainbow bridge has just begun...I need time to learn my wings though - I have so many wonderful friends there Like Arn, Mac, Frankie, My Simon's, Isaac, Queenie, My Smokey's, Marybeth, Jacquelin, Tansey, Zack, Harry, Spunky, Sugar, Scooter, Lola, Merlin, Mak, Hazel, Emily, Freckles, Taffy, Vlad, Alfie, Misha, Max, Sooks, Mr. Sam, Tyler, TL,JV, Calvin, Baci, Amelia, Toonces, Penny, Stinky, Captain, Maxi, Louis, Jazzie, Smoke, Niggie, Dog, Ginger, Jesse J., Buddy, Bobcat, Biscuit, Wally, Ginngie, Sparky, Minxy, Cybil, Tigger, Dusty, Tabby, Nello, Cybil, Wyatt, Thomas, Tommy, Skimble, Queen T, Miss Mickey, Stanley, Punkin, the sweet Creatures Gibbs, Abby, & Scooter...oh my I could keep going and going it would seem so please don't be upset if I did not name you as there are so many of my dear angel furriends...
I think we shall have a grand party in the meadow, dancing, eating, yep I do feel a pawty with my angel furriends coming on.

 

yard time & sun puddles

June 29th 2011 8:00 pm
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when I got back from a trip to the whitecoat (my kidneys are giving out on me, along with the rest of this old body) I went strolling in the yard with mom, I didn't go far..I stopped to rest in my sun puddle...I think they were made special for old furts as they ease our aches and pains and just feel wonderpurr, if ya get too warm the cool concrete of the porch is so refreshing...

 

so many friends across the bridge....

January 26th 2011 5:51 pm
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They earn their wings, they fly but always are a part of our hearts ... Arn was one of my first friends on Catster, he was and is my dude pal...wish I could make your mom feel better, but just let her know we are here and purrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrring.

love ya dude!
purrrrrs,
Ras

 

life's ups and downs

October 25th 2010 4:29 am
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The ups: It has been a great summer, Shiloh is home, I was able to send my dear friend Frankie a new sisfur...I have the purrrrfect sun puddle to relax in. I have so many good furriends and the bestest gal my sweet Winnie!!
The downs: The weather is beginning to change and my old bones are beginning to feel it in the mornings, my dear friend Arn has a new tumor, my mom has a cold and is sneezing on me!

But ya know...Life is Furty Good!

Hugs and purrs,
Ras

 

Our lil sisfur is missing....purr for Shiloh

May 1st 2010 9:42 am
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She was here for supper and head count in the kitchen yesterday around 6ish..but this morning she was no where to be found..mom had an extra dish and went down the list naming us and rubbing us and Shiloh was missing....

All we can figure is she slipped outside by someone yesterday, there were several people in and out...but it is unlike her to do that....we are worried cause she hasn't been in the big outdoors since she was rescued as a kitten.

Please send some purrrrrrrs her way....she is probably scared!

 

Oreo has been found!

April 16th 2010 6:43 am
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Oh happy happy joy joy, it is so wonderpurr when a lost one finds their way back home!

Please make sure your loved one is chipped or at the very least wearing a collar with your twofers information on it. If they cannot find their way back home at least the information is with them when found by someone else!

hugs and happy purrrrrrs,
Ras

 

Connecticut Oreo is missing...

April 9th 2010 4:31 am
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Catster Friends in CT: If you see OREO (she is a pretty black and white kitty), please contact her Mom; Oreo is Catster #175963. She was Diary Pick of the day on April 8, 2010 and has been missing a week. Thanks so much to all in CT.

 

Macaroni my Innocent Angel furriend....

March 22nd 2010 2:06 pm
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Out of the blue you left us, we are saddened by this sudden departure but I try to look at it as you were doing your best to show your mom she did every thing right by you. She took you to the vet, that is where your heart quit, where they could try and bring you back, but your body was tired. We are sending hugs to your mom and to Frankie as we know how sad they are that you are gone. We hope they understand you did it this way for them, no wondering what if. Knowing they did it right and your are fine. Auntie Julie, you are a great momcat and Mac showed you how much he loved you back. Frankie dude, your big brofur loved you too and you loved him, he and Moozer will both be watching over you and your mom. The cowcat patrol...

Ras smiles as he wipes away a tear, I miss ya dude, but I know you are always with me. Everytime I swipe that bacon from mom I will think of you...and evernight when I curl up on her pillow, I will smile and think of your bacon grease capade...

Ras holds up his mug of nip ale, here's to you my furriend.

 

Sweet Furty Sixteen!

March 11th 2010 11:46 am
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OMC ... I am 16! And my birthday was a beautiful sunny warm day...got to chase a few bugs in the yard, lay in my sun puddle on the deck...and the treats, oh the treats and tummy rubs....wish everyday was my birthday, MOL....I danced with my Winnie Bea, such a beauty she is...

So many furriends to thank for the gifties...and Pie and all the olde furts who wished me well...Smoke set me up the most pawsome drawing table from him and Tansey and lil Smokey....Molly made home made ice cream...

Thank you to my lovely, beautiful Winnie Bea for the bouquet of balloons..

Thank you for the nummy shrimps from the family of Big Harry, Patches, Royce, Abigail & Zack and from Hallie Baloo such a sweet youngin.

Thank you for the giant cuppy cake my buddy Smoke

The fancy Party hat from the family of dear sweet Tansey and her and Smoke's lil Smokey, Hermes, and Lunar Eclipse also from dear Emily & Edgar and their angel sibs Gabby and Lucinda.

My Irish Top Hat from the lovely Nala Sue

Thank you for the lucky clovers from our ever traveling friend Wilson J. Scooter, also from the lovely family of Alex, Annie, and Bugsy and also from the family of my dear Angel bud Mr. Sam and his family with extra kisses from his mom and an extra lucky one from the grand angel Scooter (winks at Scooty, you need to fly down for a birthday Purrrrreeeeak, mol).

Thank you to Squirrel and KitKat for the beautiful heart.

A fun Brusselball to play with from the family of Molly, Angel Misha, Macy, Emma, and Uboo.

A big thank you to Arnold P. for the grand diamond..dude you Rock in so many ways!

Thanks to Frankie and Mac for the wonderpurr card and to all my furriends at BB group for my pawty....hugs to all.

Ras lifts a glass from his own keg of Nip Ale..cheers to another year and to all my wonderpurr furriends!

 
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