At the rainbow bridge
Watching over the little kittensOctober 6th 2007 6:32 am[ Leave A Comment ]
A few weeks ago, I looked down from my cloud and down at my mummy's cottage. I wondered what my mummy was doing. She wouldn't be able to see me, I'm an angel kitty now. So I looked for mummy inside her cottage, where abouts was she? I walked through the door into the kitchen and that's when I saw her. She was kneeling on the ground, stroking a little ball of fluff on her lap. I knew what it was straight away. After all, I had been one myself. It was a kitten. It was a little male tabby and he had a smudge on his nose. He jumped off her lap and she called him back. 'Smudge!' she called after him. Smudge, I thought, that's what he's called. Then I turned around to look at the rest of the kitchen. I saw another little kitten who was a greyish blue. A Russian Blue. He looked at me with unblinking eyes, but I knew he could not see me, but he must have sensed my presence. I turned again to look and see if there were any other kittens. There wern't. Mummy picked the Russian Blue up in her arms and began to stroke him gently too. I didn't know what his name was. I sniffed him but he did not notice the warm air from my nostrils. I looked up at Mummy. I wish I could sit on her lap and that she would, again, be able to pet me.
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